what the frick is really going on here?

You do not know what is going on in my head but you sure do think what what is going to come out of my mouth. Stop trying to tell me how i feel.  I own my feelings, not you.  I wake up every morning to the voices telling me what i got to do, what I need to do, and what I better do. Walk in my shoe’s for one day, for ONE hour and then tell me how you think I am feeling, I bet it won’t be how you assumed I was feeling for the last four years.  Welcome to our world.

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