Every struggle I encounter I deal wityh exactly like the previous
A constant battle to fulfill this overbearing title of man amoung men
A designation like a branding eternally seared within me by the past
Of sadistic discipline beaten upon the shattered soul of the child I was

My entire being was only a vessel upon which my father desired to shape
The individual he fashioned within his fantasys of masculine perfection
A personage he could never become but would raise to make a dream reality

All my life has revolved around this intoxicated delirium of his
So today I exist as his ultimate creation of illusion turned truth

And this is whom I must forever be, a razed child exchanged for a hallucination