Is that what you want to hear from your son?
Ask me why I say this about myself,
maybe my environment shaped my mind
as an outsider to the status quo.
Horrible is an exaggeration,
of course, I know how hyperbole works,
rest assured I imagine what others,
reliable sources, must think of me,
if I were a good man, why would I look
back to review my lost childhood in verse,
lessons impossible to learn back then,
engage my mind in thoughtful reflection.
Perhaps I was not a good son, so few
even know what that means in their own life,
rigorous disparagement leaves us mad,
sanity is just a word to lucky,
ordinary fools who've never gone mad,
no one cares what I think or have to say.
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