though...

I have thought so many times about all the hate in this world and just felt helpless.Over the years,i stand with a mere handful of others who share my view of life.I could blame the people who stare ,for their prejudice and for allowing it to continue.

When i sat down to write this post,i took all the pain and tried to express it in words.I asked myself , `why?why am i hurt?why do i care what others think?`I could not see what i hoped for , inside me . Writing it down made it more real than i express my shit feel with someone who closed to me . I left my mark . I cannot change the world , but i can take a piece of myself and share my  life through my artwork , through my creative process , through the all damn things that i will gonna do . As much as i was looking forward to the future , i`m feeling disoriented . There is so much to gain and so much at risk . What lies beneath the surface ? I may have a happy strong outside but underneath is sadness , hurt and a constant within myself . Dont be fooled by my exterior look beneath the surface . It looks pretty sad,doesn`t it ?dem!