Fourteen years is what it took, To find out why this is how I look. Compared to mom, dad, nana and pops, Why all my cousins act as if I deserve mops. An outcast of the family most of my life, To only find comfort in my knife. Silver blades and scars that stay, Almost took my life away. ****** people and a mean mind make me wonder if it's my time. To stand up or sit back, To save myself or fade away. Fourteen years is what it took To take a look And see you are the poisen in me.