I am a victim of bad memories    I am an outcast    Through my eyes I’ve seen
Incest    Hate    Tainted love    Bodily crimes    Nothing pertaining to anything divine
Through these years    my life was shown    Not living together    Only living alone
All this time    I never knew why    Why the need to rectify?
As a teenager    my drastic life changed    But    still an outcast    still    hated the same
My life is like a holocaust    Needing and wanting my family most
My family is out    so my heart just bleeds    No love    Just hatred    That’s all I see
As I sit    I still wonder why    Why the need to rectify?
Why me?   
Can’t you see what being an outcast has done to me?
My tender innocence of life was made hell    From birth through youth I fell
From the bosom of my mother    thrush-ed to the pits of this fire
Even as an Adult    your crimes against me did not tire
I did not breathe this life into myself    I learned these lessons from someone else
Enduring every secret of this family    You pick and chew the bones of me
Close to who?    It’s sad to say    The things I saw    and    to this day
Far    deep    into this world of mine    Inflictions of pain, mistakes and crimes
Outcasted    Black Sheep!    It’s cruel    It’s blunt
To me    to be    what no others want
It is me you have forgotten    It is me where your crimes lie
Rectify!    Rectify!