Harsh column

Innocent come on me
for my father lifted me
as i promise to grow up
having a shadow with me

lazy , lousy lady burst me out
in the darkness i shout
careless hump i doubt
yet my pain is not relieved

if i refrain, it does not go away
shake my head and hint
for i am sure you have worn me out
and i will have no doubt

a petal on my book
gives me ideas that keep my mouth shut
yet my hands have been free of violence
into the shoulder of my enemies

only a few years will pass
before i go on the journey of no return
my eyes are blind to ask
but now , i can see the light.