Feel fathomed like I do

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There comes a time when I want to convey everything inside me but can't.
I give a moment of it, and instantly it becomes rejected.
And I am looked at like I am the craziest motherfucker to exsist on the planet.
Well, I must be because unlike most people.... I feel.
ALOT.
LOVE for others.
Not gay suicidal pain,
not clique fucked up drama,
not weak bastardly-i-need-attention,
but LOVE.

I feel for people when they are in pain.
I can't judge you, if you are down.
Because I am real. I've always been fucking real.
And yet nobody... NOBODY can fucking relate.
Why on earth is it fucking complicated-motherfucking-rocket science
for someone to even fathom, what compassion is?
You just do it.

And thank the life you loved.
If you want love, you have to give it.
And if you are really loved, you will receive it.

Embrace others.
And express it to kingdom come damnit.
This is how I feel everyday.
And somehow, I'm a weak ass motherfucker, everyday.
Fucking crazy.

Because I love.

If you can't do it, well your missin' out my friend.