Fate is a mean mofo

If fate was a person he/she would be the meanest mofo on the planet. so many games, so many layers and so many disappointments. He/she would also speak a forgotten language, which is why none of us really know what the heck is going on. whether a good news really is a good news, perhaps a good news looks good until it drops you on your ass taking all your plans and strength down the deepest shit hole.

I'm trying oh so hard to make sense of what my steps are and what I need to do, still after each decision I make, the answer would laugh in my face while stomping at my balls, to choose freedom also mean to choose poverty. Is that what live is suppose to be? work to chase hopeless dreams for what that little bit of cash the rich folks drops from their bulging wallet. It seems you only get respect when you have money and the only way to have money is to have money in the first place. If you are poor, there's little you can do but to whore out your youth, hoping desperately for the crumbs to finally fall to the floor.

I accept I currently know very little, and I would have to scarfice to gain the knowledge I need to make it on my own. What I will never accept is that, my life is to leave my soul at my own front door every monday morning and to never touch it until friday evening. Only allowing it out during the tired weekends.

I will not allow my work to change who I am, I will find myself again, I will rise above each challenge and learn from each lesson.  Fate may play his/her games but I will not be the loser