I,
saw this guy,
get shot,
right in front of my eyes.
I've,
seen a gun before.
I've,
seen fights.
But,
the blood.
The,
way his head,
popped.
I'd,
never seen that.
The,
next day,
I had school.
I,
didn't know,
how altered I was,
but,
this kid was talking,
about this watch his mom bought.
Just,
showing it off.
Talking,
about this and that vacation.
And,
I just snapped.
I,
punched him,
in the face.
Told him,
shut the fuck up,
talking.
Stop,
talking in my face.
That day,
I was erased.
For,
the police came.
I,
was fifteen,
and that little moment.
And,
although it didn't truly matter to him.
I,
was jailed.
Still,
all I could really see,
was that bullet.
The,
brains.
This,
color I'd never seen.
It's,
been ten years,
since then.
I've,
essentially went from jail to jail.
No,
mom.
No,
dad.
Just me,
intensely traumatized,
in this,
american hell.
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