How is it that when it rains, ...it floods.
I've been through my share of trials and tribulations, and as time goes by the outcome or situation gets bigger.
From just growing into the man that I am, to maintaining as a independent young man who has blown his pass blessings.
I spend my alone time trying to better myself and keep myself away from the nonsense of the world, but I believe that my past immaturity or negligence has shaken me back to reality.
Why me I sometimes ask...is there actions in my past worth losing so much?
Was I lacking being humble?....what
Still I wonder especially as my thumbs stroke the miniature sized buttons on my blackberry, will that type of stability come back.
I have much faith believing that, knowing and believing this I look forward to a better tomorrow.
But I don't want to wake up one day and look back and say I'm still here in the same position, I've let people change me/situations paralyze me/and my own thoughts keep me in fear but I still in spite of all this keep faith cause I know "trouble doesn't last always".
Diary of a strong-lost African American young man
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About Me
- so much more than average
- My name is Brandon and I am somewhat of a jack-of-all-trades. I am your local LBC/LA/WHEREEVERIMAT poperatzi and fashion designer and an aspiring poet.I learned to put my feeling and thoughts on paper and have been using poetry and photography as my vice ever since. And as far as taking pictures i befriended a canon xsi and i guess you can say everything went from there. But ill let the blog do the talkin.