This, is what I will have, to offer, to the world out there, because, I was raised, in pain, and it’s not just one of your regular headaches kinda pain either, oh no, it’s more, excruciating!
A history of pain, I’d carried on my back, because, that, was what was given to me, in place of love, and, it’s better than having NOTHING at all, and so yeah, I took it all right. A history of pain, why the HELL do I need to carry it? I’m not the one who’d started this cycle of pain, and yet, why am I the one, ending up, carrying all of this shit? Because I was the firstborn child?
A history of pain, that, was what you’d left for me, and, I’d looked to you for answers, but, when I called out to you, there’s nothing, but the silence, replying back at me! A history of pain, I had, already, CARRIED that and now, I’d put that SHIT down, and, nobody’s gonna SAY shit ‘bout it, because I am in control, of this GOD DAMN life of mine, and, hell’s gonna FREEZE over, before I allow anybody to HURT me like you’d done again!
Life, the Obstacle Course 