no longer i will hide from my monsters for i am stronger
and inside i have more hunger so i wont rewind n fall under
at the time i was younger in my life, my own stubborn
mind would just wander not tryin to ponder what survives when it's altered
now i write as an author until i have come conquered what is mine i encounter
to revive where i've faltered:from fightin my father to freightenin my mother
cuz i was much dumber, dirty mouth like a dumpster, hurt me and others
so i suffered, recovered by the route i discovered once i got out of foster-houses
i wonder how did i rebound just browsin: a bouncer thru Rockford to towns around central Wisconsin...