My whole life has been one big atomic bomb..

i still think to this day i was born wrong 


From being abused being my first memories ,

to now having a disorder that changes my chemistries 


The box room was my home , thats where i stayed 

Day and night locked away thats where i prayed . 


, being beaten by the most random of items 

Including belts chains and fists like tysons 


, being thrown in baths for falling asleep 

Being whipped and beaten into a heap .. 


Brussels sprouts il forever hate . 

All this before i was eight.. 

All this abuse and i still dont hate ya 

Even after eating written on paper 


Do most things wrong and made a big groof 

So doing it right and revealing my truth..