Never too young
to learn how life's done
yet bound in a home
never left out to roam.
Now that I'm grown
and building my home
setting lyrics to tones
to make this my own.
A force fed mentality
stark lack of privacy
they tried to protect me
I believe that it scarred me.
Under lock and a key
had to fight to be free
they couldn't relate to me
I finally had to flee.
Thus the time came
to break open the chain
& see what remained
after all of the games.
Guess I was insane
to place all of the blame
for all of the pain
before taking the reigns.
God knows I tried
to find rhytmn & rhyme
while I did my time
still having to hide.
I wish they'd been blind
while I tried to find
my peace of mind
and those of my kind,
but I'm glad that I had
a strong mom and dad
that no matter how bad
they'd someday be glad,
and though we were loud
after all of the bouts
through all of their doubts
they've earned a right to be proud!
...I love ya mom and dad!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem