I am who I am, and no one can delineate me but myself. I am not ideal and I have nothing to present; only my truthful heart I can offer. And to define my thoughts is to characterize myself.
I ought to live in my thoughts with my conscience, principles, and ethics. I am the writer of my life's poetry and the words I choose are from my heart. Moving on in spite of the burdens, for as long as I don't situate people behind and I'm doing nothing erroneous against my wisdom. I do not make my own destiny; instead I choose the path to walk on towards what is destined to me. I'm always misunderstood but who cares. I let their judgments bury in their own guilt...
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