Being honest with myself today..

I checked up with my mirror this morning, because for months its been nothing but quick glances and missed chances of being able to connecet with my self, and who ive come to be. I dont take lightly the shifts that resemble similarities, the scars that pull memories from the hand sink to the toilet. I don't mean to spoil it, but between the honesty and self rivolry, i'm tempted not by triffle scenes. I'm growing to a point in my life where sentimint really means something more then implored words. Hurds of cattle, off to battle the slaughter houses' rabel, rebellion death trap, but some blood is worth the gamble. For few, for those of you, us who reprecuss life as in pain, strife, agony, blasifimy, and a one-eye-shut mentality to obscure the formalities of which we've perceived to agree too. Yet with out our truths beautys just nicer to listen to. Ignorance is bliss, and and ive got more than a hand-full of evidence to prove it. Im still willing to be the student, but dont tell me our government isnt ignoring things that are influentually prudent.