A Quest Within

ive been to the bottom of the barrel it was in my head the critical self hatred poisoned my well wishing dare i strive to become whom I want pasteurized and organized to fit my odd ways having no polarity id rather be this than that inexplicably me i watched my parents fail to stay stable rotten to the core before the tree dropped me i saw hard work end in poverty people telling stories only I can tell mine drinking the salt water and swimming in brine pierce my flesh and you can see my stone gaze take back what you thought had on me my pain will be yours i bend your impressions to rude awakenings its my pleasure ive been told by multiple people id never not without watch me surpass you and not wave as I go by this fire and rage just a catalyst for visions a quest within