Circumstances Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Words are a rainbow setting across a open plain.
Some would call me insane.
Some would judge me knowing me not.
The cage has been rattled.
Hands on the saddle.
It's not a race for me but the need get these feelings out.
A scream that's a mere wimper.
Poor, poor, boy if only you could reach your full potential.
You are but a fool in an ocean of sharks.
Careful when they smell blood, they become rabid.
So hungry and nothing seems to quench their thirst.
So don't be blinded by the need to please.
Because you are but a calm flowing breeze.
Above it all.
Can you see it now?
Such tiny creatures under the delusion that you owe them.
For what I do not know.
Doing things for the right reason.
A pure heart.
It's the place I always try to start.
But sometimes I lose myself in the bushes.
Distracted by there objectives.
I don't care what you think.
Because right now I have my own limits under these condition, but I will not stop writing because of them.
You don't have accept it.
Infact I want you to go on, and point out every flaw I've ever made.
Because when the time comes there is a lot I have go through.
And it will be a lot less if I know where to look.
So let me get out a blank book.
So I can take notes.
List the names, times, and dates.
And just maybe you can do something that would take me atleast a month to do in a matter of minutes.
I'm not angry, just supprised that people expect something from me when I have recieved nothing for it.
Not that I want a down payment but a little understanding and compassion would be nice.
I write for me, not you never forget that.
You want fill my shoes do so, but don't ever think it's acceptable to badger, degrade, or humilate someone without knowing the full extent of the circumstances in which they live, or what tools they have at their disposal.