Either Way It Goes..... Poem by Sheena schulltz Schultz

Either way it goes I'm going to be the one that looks bad, it's all poppycocks and rubbish and makes me sad. I feel like you were preparing me for all of this dealing with real fuckery that's something nobody seems to miss. Whenever I say something I'm crazy or I'm wrong or I'm thinking to deep, how can I be me if I can't express a peep. So I sit here with all these thoughts in my head and nobody to listen you would always listen and that's what is missing