Question marks fill my mind like a prehistoric cave.
I made the front page news before I could even walk.
6 Month-old Severely Burned
"So in my infancy I was my parents greatest lesson"
I will be a wanderer.
I want so much and I dream of so much,
yet I have so little.
Why am I cursed by the fire?
Why do I burn while I live.
I know all too well the feeling of singed skin, exposed flesh.
Can I really trek this noble track.
Golden eyes but a mind and body that destroys itself..
I chisel like hell..although I fear
I fear when I get to the end there will be nothing left of me.
