People understand me so poorly that they don’t even understand my complaint about them not understanding me.All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I have no need for material possessions, maybe a little of money or even close friends with me on my journey. I don’t understand people very well anyway,and they never seem to understand me very well either. All I want is to write corny poems and crazy stories and the opportunity to create my own world and my own reality of dope shit. I want new beginnings on a daily basis, I want to open roads and be legendary.