Tradegy
It is with a heavy heart, I daily live with visible signs of regret.
I've tried desperately hard to be a valued asset.
I've been beaten from within & without, by our emotions & unsafe streets, which should have been ensured by our laws,
but who listens, since brain harmed.
Trauma can be wise, if one doesn't dwell on past, however others must ensure
success by forward thinking, not demanding hateful - fear.
When one believes achieve receives success, they too can exceed limitations, as I.
Belief that I am vaulable, others must see, before I am of value!
My expense is burdening (you have no idea), since no job.
Will others ever see, I was created to be of Brain Wise Saves Lives value?
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