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Growing up We used to move So much Since my parents Were separated That was my luck That's why I held a tight Grudge that never faded. In a new small town I found myself lost and isolated The exchange of smiles and frowns While trying to make friends, Yet friendship was never negotiated. I was about four When a group of kids Were eating peanuts By a fountain Bunch of handfuls what a gore, They giggled and threw Some by my feet Until they build a small mountain. One of them said "Eat them from the ground" So I proceeded to do so I enjoyed the peanuts I blocked the rest in my head While glancing at their laughter sounds Wishing I had fled instead. I never enjoyed peanuts After that day Didn't understand things fully Never knew that innocence Could disguise itself as bullies. |
If I find them now though, I would make them pick the peanuts up with their ass! Fuck a pack... my life has been so rough that I don't fear anything now!| Posted on 2012-09-29 00:00:00 | by Latin King | [ Reply to This ] | I don't suppose it will help all | that much but these behaviors are determined by evolution. Man has evolved a pack mentality that states strangers are to be run off or killed. If you had encountered any one of those kids by themselves there is a good chance you would have been friends. Conversely if you managed to get on the leaders good side quickly you would have been accepted into the pack. The pecking order may have determined you be on the bottom but you would have belonged. I reiterate you faced millions of years of adaptive behavior and the instinct you had for flight? I don't know as a pack they may have just run you down. Its too bad about the peanuts. They are quite tasty. However I think by eating them and proving yourself an object of ridicule and therefore not a threat , you probably saved yourself from getting a beating. | Posted on 2012-09-29 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] | |