How I Came To Be Poem by neo riddick

A product of greed.
adopting me was just a means of getting what you need
spawn from the very seed of such an evil awful man
taking the lives of the very one's he referred to as friends
sick & twisted. Thats the way his mind bends
we spoke once. told me about 'open season'. how important it is
for so many years, i was weak. never thought much about anyone or anything
then came Ana. Mia. and self discipline
constantly striving for a better me
one can always be thinner, stronger, prettier.
Now I rise above
cutting til i feel. others cry, but with strength, I lost the ability to shed one tear
fours years since the last salty dropp of weakness trickled down these cheeks
society is a pool of low life Lil fools.
now. That I have came to be
they no longer swim.......THEY FLOAT