my life started as a miracle. being the one my mom could hold but if only i was told my life was gonna unfold. being elergic to mold , struggle with what I've been told. blessed with a heart of gold. i never had the normal life ya see. but normal is the wrong terminology, logically. i still remember when my feet touched the cold beneath me ,walk pretty easy , no kids teasing me. Growing up i didn't understand the things people who could comprehend, the skills i needed to someday grow as a man. being abused made me a bit crazy. not understanding things daily that made people afraid of me. being ten is when i started getting lazy forceing people to do things for me hurting them if they didn't obay me. being shaped as a bully i felt i needed to fully protect the faulty part of me, showing power to show no belittling me or lose your teeth even at 4 feet. 5 police had to hold me, surprising because it should ve easy but my rage was grizzly, dirty and ugly. there is more to me but thats all you need to know about me. unless thee who see and understand me then this won't be the last of me.