A Gas Station Boy

My days start with a burning flame of Marlboro light in the morning. Hell yeah!! Who gives a dam to whom? I had never imagined that a person can get changed in life so frequently and you know what the main reason of getting change in life? That’s the f**king surrounding that is around you. A child is born he cries at that moment but f**king everybody around him laughs saying so sweet.  F**k man if somebody cries then everybody around them laughs isn’t it? It happens since everyone is born. That’s the f**king lesson everybody learn. The most worst part of life everybody feel is his work. That’s what I feel? Crunk the car and going to work, putting a loud hard rock song by flipping my window to half and lighting a cigarette. I love to do that. There starts another day in hell. Sometime I feel like to put a gun and shot those entire mother f**kers who comes to store and buys stuffs. Oh yeah and listening to them saying I’m tried I just wake up I feel like to kill myself. And you know another word what’ up homie? Are they really a human being? Don’t they have a brain in their head? Or they put their brain on ass shit man! How much of weed they smoke in a days? Give me a rello… then I feel like to say oh f**k you mother f**ker if u got your attitude then I also got mine why the  f**k you don’t understand this in not the real world you are in f**king United States which is the dream country of every student who gets a high school degree. Why the hell you are like this? But if I say this to them then it’s going to be like a barking dog. And another thing may be we the f**king gas station boy oh yeah gas station clerk are the one who hears the word thank you so many time that I feel who made this f**king word? Basically, we have pronounce the word how you doing?, thank you, debit or credit, and what’s going on so many times that even I haven’t call the word mother in my life. Man! This world s**ks; we are the one who face 1000 of people in a day with different race and different language. Can you imagine even I know what they smoke what they are going to take and even the most f**king thing is even the time that they goanna come to my store. Even I became late to go to store to work but to buy the stuffs my customer are never late. And another thing I have to hear this f**king god dam story about their family. Common dude f**k you I don’t want to hear about your family aunt, dad, mom I don’t even give a  f**k to them if they died. They are always ready to tell you everything but they are never ready to listen.

                More over, I’m not that f**ker who ran in the boarder to pick up that trash and fill they f**king cold cooler staying inside for an hour. I didn’t come to United States for this man. Did you hear me? F**king, give me a break I had thought that America was full of good people and it’s the land of opportunity but now I feel like I was analyzing the history of America. Opportunity this word f**k I put this word in my ass right now. Cause I’m not the f**king dumb ass white guy. I don’t have f**king white skin. I was born with brown skin. Hell yeah! Never think I’m bad though I got f**king awesome mind in me. I never put my brain in ass I got it in my head since I was born. I challenge every f**king Americans to compete with me. And I’m dam confident that I’ll bit the ass of everyone in every field. You know why? Cause I’m brown, and I love to be. That’s how I feel about this f**king land and f**king ass-whole people who judge people by their skin not there brain and emotion.

Bishnu