TBHIDRKLOL

This is me
This is all I’ll ever be
This is truth
From the heart
I’ve been like this from the start
This is true
I just turned it into art
I just took my muses, used the tools of music, got into it, building up my Noah’s Ark
Taking lessons from the past
To depart
from the dark
that I come from, but I’m cut
On a shard
Of the glass
That my chin was made of, ha-fucking-ha
Guess the laughs
that were shared at my expense
Were a test, I couldn’t pass
As a youngen I would always feel I was the weaker part
Of the puzzle
I was last, for the draft
Had the door shut
hard, in my face, but the draught, that it made
Was the path I would take
Coming fast, out the way
I’ve been calm, but today
I’m in charge, of the frame
Like a dart, flying straight
I come sharp, with the grace
So my half, of the cake
That I grafted to bake
You can plant on my plate
No more starving, I ate