I keep healthy lifestyle, I build my body to survive and my souls to thrive. I do this for myself, to keep intact my health and happiness. It’s hard to keep that balance in life, to have both of these things at the same time, I try to maintain it and keep focusing on positive energy. Sometimes I have my own demons to fight. They are not easy to escape, I managed to lock them away and try to stay in control. With all my flaws and fears, I am judged like cover of a book, like a movie poster. Mybody is said to display a play boy character. My well shaped healthy body is the poison fruit for girls. I have a new title everyday. Honouring a certain type of men who have distractive tendencies to cause harm. I am the symbols of broken hearts and no matter what I do they see me as the problem. I have worked hard for to keep myself happy and healthy and it had turned into the gossip of the town. Prowl closes their fences, lock their windows and openly declare me as mistake. My six buck and large muscle scream trouble, they are trigger for some people. I don’t think that I have the intent to cause pain to another, but I feel they are many who would give me that very same feeling. They will continue to stigmatise, find me to be the root of their trouble even though they don’t know me. They would never give me the benefit or the voice to speak. Sadly my body speaks louder then my soul. It’s screams “RUN”!