Nothing really specific i plan to write about, just things that come up, life. Probally mostly small poems about whats going on, ect.
The Truth number one; Ignorance
Ignorance is bliss or was until i realized what they had been keeping from me. Bliss was shoved out and replaced by rejection. anger. agony. i felt almost like a bullied child who found out he was moving somewhere new, possibly starting over. But i lived in that new town of Awareness for awhile and realized i wanted to move back and realized i couldn't.