PoetryFromAWanderingSoulBlog

One of my friends wrote this a while back and it's still true to this day. We're all human beings made from the same flesh and blood. Life is difficult. There’s no denying that. But we as people need one another for support, for love, for strength. There's been so much hated and violence in the world lately, that we tend to forget that. And that why I decided to create this page. To remind and inspire  others to love and help each other. I truly believe that how we will change the world. A human being helping another human being regardless of races, gender, culture, religion, etc. Helping a person could be a small thing such as listening to their problems, offering support and advice, and walking them through an otherwise hard time, or even as something simple as a smile and waving at someone. Let's love others for their brilliance, for they might not be able to see it for themselves, but we can see it and we can show them. Let's listen and learn about the peopl

Learn more about the history of the man behind the Poetry From A Wandering Soul known as Keith Williams. I’ve never talked about my own experiences. Maybe partly because I’m scared. I’m afraid someone who knows me in real life gets to read my post and will hate me for it. I’m still not totally comfortable talking about the entire bit-by-bit details of my ordeal. But I will share what I can. I always had problems since I was a kid. Thought-out middle and high school I was label as emotionally disturbed, sometimes I would cry uncontrollably in class or starts throwing a violent temper tantrum and throw things around the classroom and I would have to get an escorted out of school. It was hard for me to make a friend because I had such bad anxiety around my classmates and rest of the kids thought I was crazy, and I couldn’t regulate my emotions and anger. I felt that family and everyone misunderstood me and thought that my behaviors were always my choices and that I cou