For one thing, people shouldn't restrict me. Reality is always saying, "Follow your dreams" and I did.
Guess what I got for all that. Yes, not only were my dreams crushed, I was abandoned when I needed it most. Beaten, tormented, defeated. Daily. I don't know why I put up with this shit anymore. It's not like I did anything wrong. It's not like I wanted to lie. They forced me to. Because THEY want to hear the model answers. THEY want my life to be crushed. They oppress me, they kill me, they hang me from the roof and celebrate my death.
And all I wanted to do was write. All I wanted to do was to compose poetry. All I wanted, was the germ of a dream that I can become what I want. And do what I want. God, I'm going to take things into my own hands from now on.