Man, it got so convoluted, polluted, and distorted

I raw with the only information I was given
I turned it into my armor, my defense mechanism ...and my weapon of self destruction.
Yeah, I had a fucked up childhood. And I was a troubled teen.
Those are facts.
How I got there? That's a story told by many voice.
It's not my job to blame anybody anymore,
I just need to accept the path I was given.



This is, without a doubt, My life... after death.