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Back in my child hood days
I didn’t have parents to help me not stray
So I learned to read about better days
Through the various read books
And hot songs with tight hooks
I grew estranged from not only my family
But completely felt out of place from society
Walked a slightly different pace
Ran a different race
Thought I had my own grace
But damn if I wouldn’t learn from my mistakes
I played Nintendo and Atari
It was daily Duck Hunt or Mickey’s safari
Spoke quite differently than what I grew up accustomed to hear
I grew further apart from people the more they tried to get near
I still remember when people tried to instill
A desire and thrill
For the fight to kill
The right for “the pillâ€
White broncos and drivers headed down highways driven
Madmen praised while good men are never forgiven
This world is crazy
Not just from the days of old
But I admit since then
My heart turned cold
And my character turned bold
I always thought that we were genetically inclined
To be one way or the other
But if you take a look at me
I’m a complete 180 from my brother
He distances himself from his blood
While only my blood
I devote myself and smother
More like my father
And even less like my mother!
Three brothers and one sister later
I grew up to be a devils advocate
The truly mind-distorted instigator
Grew up on “Faces of Death†and porno on tv
Probably saw my first puss puss when I was only three
From that point forward
I grew up with such a loathing for females of the planet
I believed that they only used me
And would do anything to “have itâ€
My child hood was so ***ed up
That it destroyed my perception of humans but mostly of females
Grew up hating the female gender
But desired to only get with them myself and leave
So I wouldn’t be one of their toys they play with then make grieve
So I had very early on caught on
Caught on to “their shadinessâ€
It’s probably what made this
I disliked them to hate this
Despite their bodies and troubled souls
I grew to study female anatomy
So that their bodies I could know
So when we lay
Their minds I would blow
Make them want me more
But then I could turn on them
And call them the whore
Destroy their weakened core
Tell them with them I was bored
Show them my cord
Ripped them asunder
Had made them discuss with their friends
Made them desire more of me and wonder
But as I grew up and aged
Books opened up another dimension
Helped me elevate to a different stage
Changed my play game and phase
Learned to eradicate & erase
My visual game face of negativity
Only utilized what was considered relativity
Then somehow
Something within me
Forced upon me a new sensitivity
My genetic make-up was then played with and changed
I then refrained from the populace and felt estranged
Church itself became a place mundane
The world that was spiritual
Gave me reason to apply thoughts that were cynical
My life withdrew into itself
And my fantasies became powerfully whimsical
I lived in my head
Up until the day I was nearly dead
Too many books were read
Rather than wisdom
Confusion was born instead
An angry belligerent being was bred!
As time passed
So did many family members
I now sit back alone
And although forgetful
My many past pains I remember
I still hold on
To what could have been
What I would like to define as back in the day
Because if I allowed the pain of my childhood to have built me
I would be a completely different man today!
SkTzO
