Beo Nguyen - VOICES

there are many voices in me wishing to head for different directions, can't just pick one and tell the rest to shut up. I have to find a way to unite them by searching for their common interests, or I'll end up destroying myself, I thought I'm strong by clearly announcing THIS IS IT, WE'LL DO IT THIS WAY, THAT'S LIFE. The fucking dictatorship I inherited in my blood thought that bold statement will make me more manly but sadly it's suicide. Deep down i understand I'm only weakening myself in the long run doing that.
I'm forcing myself to be good but the bad ass in me is so powerful. I don't want to explode one day, in case it happens, I hope I could manage to literally explode and release the guy peacefully, transform him into something useful.

Beo Nguyen

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