UnBeaten
The last time I used the tittle was in my high school diary when I almost finished a term without an ass whoop. There was a belief that whoever bragged about it, just blew off his luck. And yes it came true, on the eve of closing day in my third high school year, my ass cheeks were on fire, why? because I stole chicken meant for teachers with a couple of other friends. I got the most canes for I was the leader. A day that I seek to forget but it is encrypted in my memory that it can't be erased. I guess extremes can never be forgotten. I stand here seeking justice, justice for my heart that was broken into a thousand pieces, my desires that were blown off with a blank glare, my efforts that bore no fruits but I guess the only way to win this war is not to never give up nor loose hope rather to give up and conceal defeat for better days are bound to come. Life is an interesting journey, you never know where it will take you, peaks and valleys. Peaking sounds great and that...