the day I was born and rudely introduced to what became life. 

I came into the world without a name,

Without the contaminated heart of knowing the shame,

It’s was necessary for life to reveal to me it’s game,

As a child like all others, what I craved from the vessels that brought me forward was fame,

Instead I shouldered the blame, ran from the pain,
and protected those who were treated the same

Somewhere along the way, I beloved and believed that perhaps I could turn me “the deficit” into gain,

I let my heart for a few beats be vain, 
I let myself believe I was not a runaway train,
That if others saw me they would want “me” that thing the vessels would not bring themselves claim,

Only a fool believes the heart and ignores the brain,

The plan for me will not change

I came into this world alone and I will leave the same 

and in that truth lies my strength, once again necessarily ingrained 

I am not of this world therefore not worthy of the pain

“As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.