Micheal

I was born an orphan, so my parents hurt me first

Blessed me with life, but my mentality is cursed

You talk about pain, but I deal with something worse

Imagine what I'm denied before my first breath of birth

My memory in dunes, but I remember a blue room

Attentive to gadgets & toys, a change coming soon

Joyce Watkins, responsible mother to assume

More responsibility of a little boy in the room

Weird to say, but I still remember the whole thing

Lost My brother Anthony in sync to my old name

Affected by infectious thoughts infest inside my brain

I'm now 30 years old, still this pain knows no restrain