Post by dustinrenegade on Feb 29, 2008 16:50:42 GMT -5
Standing in front of a toys-r-us
in this beaten and battered city known as Detroit. The clouds in the mid day sky make the city look a Grey like color. The outside is a bitter cold because of the wind even this hoodie cant keep me warm.
"WFWF, my final days in your ring are nearly up. I've been pushed around and held down for way too long."
I look up and then spit on the dark Grey ground.
"You see this toys-r-us? It is an attraction to little kids seeking fun, and parents looking to entertain their child. Everyone looks at the Toys-R-Us and likes them. But what about this(I walk about 30 yards and end up in front of a strip club known as the "**** cat palace"), something looked at mostly in disgust, not knowing the pain of the people involved may feel."
The young people coming from the toys r us catch my attention.
"You see, its like that...what if you had a daughter? She likes to go to toys R us and like most girls do she likes Barbie, I'm sure most girls look at Barbie as being Beautiful, but you drop off your daughter and you go to this strip club, right next door, not only is the placement bad but the idea of what your daughter might think is even worse. She sees you coming from a strip club and she sees the women coming out of it..."
I once again spit at the ground and look at the sky...
"Then she may think that truly these people are beautiful, and what they do is beautiful and she becomes what you want her not to become and thus a disappointment and this leads to a spiral of destruction and emotional pain."
I push the hair out of my face and clinch my fist.
"You see WFWF this is what you've done, you take people like Thunder, and EBR and have let them become your top notch superstars, like you're own personal Toys R us and you have taken people like me and ruin them never let them be anything big and holding me down and make people look at me in disgust not knowing the true me...making me your own personal strip club that only the lows and the freaks of society like apparently. You disgust me, and in this being said, after House Show 50 I'm gone in the wind possibly to never return."
I walk off back out onto the streets of this battered city, Detroit.
in this beaten and battered city known as Detroit. The clouds in the mid day sky make the city look a Grey like color. The outside is a bitter cold because of the wind even this hoodie cant keep me warm.
"WFWF, my final days in your ring are nearly up. I've been pushed around and held down for way too long."
I look up and then spit on the dark Grey ground.
"You see this toys-r-us? It is an attraction to little kids seeking fun, and parents looking to entertain their child. Everyone looks at the Toys-R-Us and likes them. But what about this(I walk about 30 yards and end up in front of a strip club known as the "**** cat palace"), something looked at mostly in disgust, not knowing the pain of the people involved may feel."
The young people coming from the toys r us catch my attention.
"You see, its like that...what if you had a daughter? She likes to go to toys R us and like most girls do she likes Barbie, I'm sure most girls look at Barbie as being Beautiful, but you drop off your daughter and you go to this strip club, right next door, not only is the placement bad but the idea of what your daughter might think is even worse. She sees you coming from a strip club and she sees the women coming out of it..."
I once again spit at the ground and look at the sky...
"Then she may think that truly these people are beautiful, and what they do is beautiful and she becomes what you want her not to become and thus a disappointment and this leads to a spiral of destruction and emotional pain."
I push the hair out of my face and clinch my fist.
"You see WFWF this is what you've done, you take people like Thunder, and EBR and have let them become your top notch superstars, like you're own personal Toys R us and you have taken people like me and ruin them never let them be anything big and holding me down and make people look at me in disgust not knowing the true me...making me your own personal strip club that only the lows and the freaks of society like apparently. You disgust me, and in this being said, after House Show 50 I'm gone in the wind possibly to never return."
I walk off back out onto the streets of this battered city, Detroit.
