A person is not bad by birth, Situation creates harshness. But, Does anyone even care? Story 6 episode 3.

Days passed by slowly years passed in solitude.
Took him a lot of strength to be ready to face the world as his soul was chewed.
Trauma didn’t let him breathe.
And his artistic imagination and crazy hallucination played cruel but something in him kept him shrewd.
To be or not to be in senses was a question to conclude.
Being bullied, beaten up by kids and sometimes beat the shit out of them was game of brood.
A secret Satan was born who was a saint in front of his parents when alone was brute.
Sarcasm on his tongue, heart on his sleeve, rude was his attitude always ready to collude.

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