Strange

STRANGE

As a child I dreamed of changing the world, make a difference
	in society and people’s lives
My intelligence was calculated as in the top ten percent of the
	American people and surprised even me.
Reality stepped in and the land of the free and the home of the
	brave was a figment of my imagination and not alive
Then I got sidetracked by drugs for 32 years, I found out that this
	was the only way I could be free
If only in my own mind.

Now sidetracked back into sobriety, very much surprised that I
	am here and very much alive
I am still not a babbling idiot, yet insanity may be a part of the
	reason I am around today.
I still want to make the world a better place, help the American
	reach all, not just the top five.
I do know that a loving and caring GOD kept me alive for a reason
	and that HE/SHE will show me the way
To follow HIS plan for me.
Reid J. Lewis
06/23/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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