WILD CHILD


No one could handle no one could control

that forlorn lost look that asunder of soul

left so delusioned with fair of face

no one had seen the wild childs distaste

embittered and fractured no stable abode

through your own lawless means of retaliation you strode

fighting your peers turning to crime

rebelling the system in total decline

no help when needed so why should you care

when self preservation was a normal affair

do what you must do what you will

an overload of emotion possessed to fullfill

no family no friends left all on your own

simmering confusion about to be shown

no love was given no affection to receive

honesties now wavered you'd transformed to deceive

care homes and prison couldn't halt your behavoural streak

keep on offending musn't show you are weak

strong in the wrong sense that habitual misguiding

no room for sentiment no room for hiding

and so the wild child was born upon that first breath you made

disfunctional upbringing they'd be a price to be paid




Another older ode a little darker.. its fictional with my own twist on things!