What are you exactly

i could type in what i fear or i could type what i can do about it life is glorious but it is alao hard splitting screens isnt a great idea its filled with confusion which part of you is open amd which is closed which works and which is broke let me tell you the only thing i can do is be myself i cannot make people love me although i can certainly make them hate me and i can t cobtrol what others say but i can control mine and i cant control what others want but i can tell myself what i want i can live towards what i want and that makes me happy for example if someone buys cookies for the house they havnt made me eat them if i eat them its really nothing to do with them am not saying its easy to resist but i am saying it is my choice and if somwthing angers me i could act by the spider tongue or i could not and if i forget i could remind myself and if i fall i could pixk myself up i could not let the words all of this because of a traffic signal become me or i could let it haunt me i could be weak weakness just as strength is is a choice and i could believe that what i feel nevermind do reflects on her and what i do will come around and i what i want will happwn if i am a good person because whats the point in being evil and then asking for kindness this new beautiful phone has come at the most undeserved time treating everyone like rubbish the worst myself the truth is i feel ashamed i feel like a bad person like that horrid uncle mean arrogant wicked sly to people who have only loved me to be continued