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These...hopeless thoughts pile up in this cage of a head. They sing, chirp, whistle, glide from side to side dancing on the ironic metal that formulates a barrier restricting confrontment with the outside world...

      I am who I am. I like what I like. I see what I see and Want what I Want. That which makes me, me, an individualized being; my own identity and all. 

      Is it wrong of me to think this way? To feel this way? 

      I love who I love...many people may not understand why my emotions contract such a labyrinth; the out side is only visible and with this sight of a wall that has been mutilated, scratched, banged up and broken it still stands tall. I still stand....tall...

      

      -Andrez

Reviews

[maria ( rose)]

I still stand tall, Bravo! confidence and courage. I like it!

[Andrez Cervantes]

Thank you!