Senile Freestyle ( 27/06/18 ) - i can see how, I can be called senile. I’m barely seen out . Breaking out of me now . Coming for every cent sensibly owed to me now. Calling up my friends that placed their hopes in me now. To see how i could push our common dreams out.
Everyone in your corner, hugging you, clapping for and laughing with you is not supporting you. The Darkness of my Self-Hatred was the greatest. Light of Love led the way out. I'm thankful that I made it.