Lunch

Today a white boy budged in during lunch I shouldered him. One fight and I'm out of this facility. Killing the hope of my family. One of my sister took off work just to drop me. My mom hooked me up with tons of munchies. Even one of the female psych aide said I'm lucky to have a lot of goodies. I munched out on a whole big pack of Sun chips. Just a little insight of how I think. Then there are my multiple voices saying I have to fight everybody or I'm a pussy and it is depressing. Been 9 years I'm dealing with this. So I'm kind of used to it.