I didn't paint a perfect prairie. A hopeless Romantic In a world where Real is rare. A troubled mind plagued by seemingly insurmountable feats. A Ruthless world that strategically compounded my problem. I reached my Breaking point after life experiences. Like someone throwing me a rope while trapped in a well I fell into a web. Is this Darkness Disguised? Mental analysis searching for happiness and contentment, trying to cope with life's struggles and find peace amongst the chaos. Carving my own path and trying to lead myself in the hood. I strategically played chess and got to the root of my own faults, Finding out through trial and error what works best.Taking the necessary steps to be the best version of myself.