I'm sitting here, laughing, knowing that these fools,including my own family, cannot see the truth. My siblings probably think that I have gone insane, but I haven't. My mother thinks I'm a stranger that just appears to resemble her son, but I'm not. My father isn't here due to the cold hard fact that he doesn't care. They asked me what I was doing in the gas station, and I responded with,"I'm just doing the right thing. It could have been worse if the cops hadn't showed up." I'm not telling them that me and my friend broke through the glass to stop a robber who saw the red white and blue lights and fled the scene. I'm not telling them, because they already know I didn't do it. It's all just a laughing matter.
