I was born dumb,
Not really sure what I was to become
I hung out with people that everyone considered to be scum
My end would have most likely been an inmate or a bum
Whenever I wanted something, I just stole it
I was good at it, there was no evil I wasn’t willing to commit
I was able to hide it using my whit
My teacher did not know, they thought I was smart and legit.
As I grew older and my ambitions grew smaller
I got dumber with each passing summer
I still had good grades, but then I began to wonder
Where will I end up? Just another Kaffir on the corner?
The new millennium in India, it was last New Years Eve
I didn’t know I’d be given a new opportunity to achieve.
Better goal because back then, I was much more naïve
I was going to have so much fun, that’s what I believed
Then my damn older brother was waiting, and many beatings
In those months, I came to receive.
Although I struggled with English, everything else was okay
My brother disciplined me and I was smart enough to obey
Then he went back home, and I went back to my old ways
The problems weren’t as obvious, but I was heading towards decay.
So I had fun, made bad acquaintances.
I had great friends but under fake pretenses
I got dumber and felt like I was blowing away all my chances
I still had good grades, but I was lost and I was losing all my senses…Again
Then I went home and saw my family
All the stupid things I had done, had just become a memory
They forgave me and now I’m here in Ridley
Things aren’t hard, but I approached it with no fear in me
For when I came here, I came with a new tact of bravery.