ME OF MY CHILDHOOD,
OVER DID EVER.
WHY ? I AM UNSURE.
MY IDEOLOGY,
ISN’T OF SOMEONE
AS I REFLECT !
INFANCY OF MINE,
WASN’T THAT QUITE,
EVER OF GOES.
I WONDER OF,
MY WOUNDS,
WHERE THEY POLITICIZED ?
IS THIS BORN OF FATE?
OR EXORCISM OF OUTCAST?
I AM UNANSWERABLE.
IT’LL BE BOUNDED OFF MYSTERY WILL.