well of blackness

mind f**k
who am I
what should I think
who should I be
were have I been
were do I go
know no other life
than what was told
what was made to believe
was right and ok
wasn't right at all
stole my mind away
robed me of me
so who am I
wish that I knew
what others say they see
feel horrid
robed of my youth
innocents gone
left to fend
grown up on the outside
inside a new born child
week and confused
people saying am strong
weak and distorted
how can one soul do this to another
is it me
did I ask for this
don't know what's right anymore