I realise now how the world always disappoints.
I realise now how it just ain’t for me.
I realise now how it’s better to write because when you write your stuff, you speak with your voice.
And when you talk instead of write, others can hurt your words; can control you institutionally and control you governmentally; and then cruelly and coldly; and finally truly and solely.
I refuse to attempt to succeed in a world where failure is the frame.