It seemed like all i did was only cursed to fail.. least I knew in time I’d have to contemplate Some People I knew turned out to be all just fake Then my hunger grew so I took what I had to take It’s nothing new just different faces with a common stake So forgive me too if I make that common mistake. Cause I’m only human so it’s only right I show my side that’s fake
I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...
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