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this is my poem i made up for jag

when i was a little kid i had no father image to love
but i got through that with help from the big man above
i would pray for a father every night
but nothing happened so i ended up in a fight
i grew to be a teenager
my mum got sceared of me
she feared me
so i got sent away
for most of my teenager days
i would pray a lot prayers
crying bloody tears
i got out of the hell hole of a place
with scars and blood on my face
i grew to be an adult and found control
but i saw a punk a** stealing my girl
i grabbed out a knife and killed both of them my brain just went to coal
someone offered to help me
his name was unknowen and he could control my rage
to a certain stage
he liked my anger and would use it to help him
destroy his foe lim by lim
i grew a little older and realized he was using me
to pay his fees
so while he was deep asleep
i assinated him while he was counting sheep
thats all i have to say
signed H B K