Timothy S. Bender's profile

[Photo of Timothy S. Bender in front of a bookshelf. He is wearing a long white tank top, cuffed blue jeans, and black shoes. His expression is neutral, and he is standing with his legs apart and hands clasped together in front of his torso.]

Transitional 3 D

I Grew up not knowing what it means to be free,
even at birth I was doomed and cursed.
From a premature birth, locked in an incubator similar to
a level 4 cell (A premonition)
I was scared and nervous, from the outside I was a Pee Boy
reaching for a father who wasn't there - A true bastard I say
Where's the love? Maybe in that 2-inch vial, broken off antennas
from borrowed T.V. sets; my mother loved so much.
I was born on a holiday, lost hope, found rope, couldn't hang
So I hung myself - A holy day.
My body cried, non body cared, I didn't give a fuck
So my rebirth was ill - matic
I'm now considered socially an outcast - a thing without
feelings - and I never said much.

As my journey through life continues, I never fit
in with the so-called socially accepted
Bouncing from home to home, from school to school,
I never had a steady life.
So love never came my way, So what if I'm
agitated, and frustrated, and mad as hell
What you know about not being wanted, needed
pushed to the side left for dead - A real carcass
I'm the real invisible boy who never went to school
dances, parks, summer vacations of yesteryear
Now I'm 26 lived in the pen and I never
had a girlfriend.
As I go through the day
living amongst, Grammy winners, full-time actors, pimps, and millionaires
One Could easily become an instant groupie for conversational purposes
So don't lose self and become a victim
of backstabbing, liars, and snitches, lurking around every corner
Preying on the weak and poor
This is an economic game, without money and a bunny
You're labeled worthless, useless, similar to a lower 3rd class
Citizen, who's treated like shit that's left to stink
Where the boys proclaim to be Men, that gossip, start fights, and
Suck cock WELL INTO THE NIGHT
Then go on visits kiss they girls, after they've been molested
far worse than T.S.A. this M.D.O.C.
Where you ain't shit if you look like me.

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