Freedom Never Gained

lets blend fiction with reality and from something so grand for us to live in a place with out harm.. a space where to each his own space.. but no my hell is a place in which ive laid waste to the precious thing I called my mind the whole thing was torn ideas shoot down, personality told to be hidden. my mind unspoken and forced into silence the freedom which I had but could not embrace the help asked for but never truly received the friend who rose up to help but were shoot down one by one as they walked the plane which we called our battle field.. the words and there stares were there bullets and bombs but our weapon was what we stood for the freedom yarned for the thing we had but could not use.. the prize we had earned but never truly gained.. my words were my.. freedom which told of days.. of freedom to be me..
never let those who don't understand you attempt to change who you are be you don't be what they want you to be don't be them Dr.hobo AKA monstertea