Birth

Born to desperate parents
Amateur magicians when I hit three
The way they disappeared
Completely amazed me
I grew up with aggressive patterns
Manic depressive impressionist
All the colors blend so naturally
Black and blue from schoolyard fists
I became what others try to resist

Arrogant and belligerent
Wishing any talent I had
was considered
Artistic or gifted,
Tested out of school
Just to end up taking tests at the hospital
It's all so comical
The way my life and everything shifted

Now here I sit,
burned out and narcissistic
Grasping at any accomplishment
And reminisce on what I missed...