in anger i write this down tonight.

And these ties are burnt because of your foolish mouth and lies.Scared and a novice he tackles this God-will adventure. He seeks to learn. He was only confronted with friction sreaming fromt their eyes and exclusive talkes behind his back. As he dreadfully enters this new land.It's more than likley miscommunication. Maybe, they just don't like him, reguardless.Their words cut him down.He, like an tree will fall.But, he prays His teachings take root.You could be the best person in the world and someone has something bad to say about you. Exspecially if your a screw up like me. I'm not perfect at life.But, ironically, the people whom bring you down w/ their diatribes exhibite their imperfections in doing so. That sucks.I thought you called me friend.I guess I got my definition wrong.Because, if thats what you call friend, then I guess I'll call it pathetic.I'm appalud by your narrasitsic image complex. I'm so pissed off!I'm glad I can express this stuff and no one has a freaking clue what I'm talking about. I'm also glad that the people/ person that this applies to dosent read this.Its my insecurity thats the biggest factor in this equasioin. Because in the land of ol' I have confidence unparralled. It was my stamping ground. Not here, this place runs rampent with judgmental eyes and misunderstanding thoughts. As if I needed this from you!I hope you bask in your glory and all your friends hail your glory. All i've found so far is you talking about all that you do and did.You name drop, my eyes roll.All to often. But, whatever.This common thing you got going on must be nice for you, i bet it is. Now you got all kinds of friends that you can just be popular with, if thats what you call it. lol, i'm afriad not.You simply have a jaded view of what popularity is, because most the people looking at you, is the 100 diffrent personalities that see you in diffrent light looking in the same mirror everyday.C capitol, C