Once Upon A Long And Short Time Ago.

I was born out of wedlock when my mama was young.

Poverty and crime i was always among.

People called me the bastard child.

That name calling left me mentally wild.

From an early age i grew up quick.

My childhood fears far away i had to kick.

Once upon a long time ago.

My inner soul i did not know.

Everything i took for granted.

Stole everything that i wanted.

Now my mamas dead and buried.

For me i know she deeply worried.

Once upon a short time ago.

I found that soul that i did not know.

My troubled past i have left behind.

A better future my new found soul does want to find.