Herridge29,

The hardest part is going right back way before I could even form Lyrics into my own song lyrics, all my content and rhythms got used in other people's fabricated sounds constantly assembling and pulling my tabs putting me in suiations copyrighted my life's limelight using grid spacing, syncing my original audio into there locator plates that I spent so many years to create, mixing my content with Gender changer screen leads voice changer and BBC leads, scales of my leads on platforms that was generating business numbers through the systems line module outlets, trust me life's been insane genuinely lost over 30 people in a tragic ten year battle labelled me insane because I always noticed what was putting people to shame the games fake all I've done is b.real, the world planted that seed left it to survive amongst a dying breed to adapt in a deprived area no opportunity or positive interests all there used to is being deppressed, after covid alot of people ended up in a huge mess, all my family died in front of my eyes spent so many sleeping nights looking up at the sky dealing with the fact that my own mind was in its own jail cell everyday of my life for a long decade shit didn't stop all what was left was stolen and left in a mess was homeless on and off for years whilst the ones who I actually thought would be there didn't care it was like they was all glad that the pain and trauma and being on the streets seeing me so sad not even a bit of remorse, they chucked me aside like a disposable commodity acting like they was all earning something from my misery and hurt, I survived the lot put myself into full lock and prayed to God trying to find myself for years I was so lost, to be continued, discontinued continued