I take ridicule and turn it into gold.
I was always told:
“Be what you want to be.”
So I am, me.
Hopefully filled, with novelty skills.
The pain that drilled my head,
I killed them all, they’re dead.
The demons that led, me astray.
It made a way, for me to escape.
I take what I took,
And don’t even look,
Back in the mind, there’s no rewind
Or fast forward time.
A simple mind could leave you blind,
Send you on a care free, killing spree.