• When i came into this world i was small and puny
    I cried two days straight until it was sunny
    As a small child i ran from everyone
    And trusteed no one.

    In middle school i acted tough
    So my time wouldn’t be rough,
    I hanged out with the bad kids
    Because i didn’t want to get my a** kicked.

    I signed up to gym
    The best mma team
    Here i trained really hard
    Still knowing i was weak in my heart

    In the last year my temper grew
    And out of nowhere a rage blew
    It blew strong into my heart
    And suddenly i wanted to be in a fight.

    Now i was becoming a real delinquent
    Everywhere i went i had to make a statement
    I picked fights with those who i used to hide behind
    I made sure they couldn’t say they were fine.

    Although i people began listening to me
    I knew it wasn’t only because of me
    It was because of a shadow of my brother
    Beneath it i could only wander

    It bothered me heavily
    That they respected him only
    I was just a luggage they knew it's his
    And i hated him for this

    When i got to high school it was my chance
    To make everyone know my face
    To see me as a savage
    Not my brother’s baggage
     

    Finally i got my wish i was me
    People feared me they knew me
    And others like me
    Came to test me

    But the me at the time was weak
    And i had a long beck
    I was not yet a man
    For that meaning to understand

    One day i went to far
    Beat up a guy with a steel bar
    I had no problem with the police
    Only with the malice his brother did release

    In the second year i made a friend
    He beat the s**t out of me and still extended his hand
    he was the best friend one can gain
    and like a god kept me sain.

    At the end of the year i wanted to scare him
    But instead managed to kill him
    Simple as that i was destroyed
    My mind fell into a dark void

    Too keep my mind from the deed
    I made other bleed
    Again i became the savage i was
    And lived for another’s cause

    A month before i grew eighteen
    I finally realised what have i been
    But for that i lost a friend
    And some were even to prison sent

    Now I’m twenty
    With enough experience for an eternity
    Though I’m young i feel old
    My body is crippled and cold
     

    And as i watch people pass
    I see them as grass
    They are blind and lost
    And i don’t want them to pay the cost

    The cost i paid and so many others
    The cost paid by all the wise fathers
    Why don’t they take control
    Over their dream and make it unroll

    After all this i came to understand
    The life and for what is it meant
    Now i enjoy the life to the fullest with no happiness lost.
    But for it……. I still had to pay a dearly cost.