Will They Remember My Name ?

May you prosper, may your soul prosper. May your heart forever be mastered. To receive mercy, glory from above

May you prosper, may your soul prosper. May your heart forever be mastered. To receive mercy, glory from above

Nine times out of ten, I never just got the win. Talking about the stories that started when I was ten. Before I had the rims, talking back when I only knew pain and not a pen

Or, I simply just couldn't illustrate, jotting down my whole mental state. Also lacking the confidence, innocence was just stripped away

At that age, I didn't even know myself within. At that age, my voice was simply negligent. Was just a kid that would try to fit with the crazy crowd

Afraid to smile in an empty house, there was often loud. Back when, the screams were higher than any cloud. It foreshadowed my anger now, when the lights are out

The youngest child that suffered a little while, cause the older one had the chance to run away from the house

Discovered violence, simply was just too powerless. Strings were constantly pulled, not talking about no violin

On top of that, was constantly overlooked. I couldn't even play a sport, or worse, throwing a punch

This was the groundwork, basically just a basics of becoming a sick perfectionist, constantly too impatient