I started young, when my teen begun,
It was a dare, to light my bear,
It burnt so quick, it smells so slick,
I feel alive, my life in fire.
I hate the dark, and made a pact,
To keep the light, burning bright,
The flame within, for all to feel,
My cry for help, my tears of red.
It wasn’t long, to earn my scars,
The toasted skin, my mark of pain,
I’m filled with rage, inside this cage,
I’ll burn it down, this zoo you crown.
I left a gift, to my old school,
They taught me hate, bullied by mates,
The smoke now thick, the air is rich,
They turn and run, I smile with tears.
By Julius Fa