I am my mother\'s second favorite son, her only boy
Born a day too late yet years too early
Abandoned and ransomed but never felt redeeming joy
Bald with long straight hair, where it should be curly
Too short to be tall, too tall to be short, I fall within
Bare handed caught a cold, ran faster than my nose
Eyes black, sky blue, white yellow as my skin
Well dressed dropped in with no clothes