Just me thinking out loud. Not really a poem.

To all this people out there.
Saying that life is unfair.
Yes, it is.
What about me.
Do I think So ?
All the shit I've seen
This shit I've done.
Yet I'm still here.
I've survive all this.
I'm grateful.
I've could have been like
F**k Everybody
or
Brag what I've done for ppl.
But that's not me.
There is no satisfaction in that.
My Friends can accept me for who I am.
Able to Understand.
But don't force nothing on me.
I'm Human
I have a brain
I have a heart
I have a soul.
Without these three I'm just a hollow shell.
Sinking into Hell.