Deep Rooted I Remember 2006

(Rafe LaNore, Wllbur Bullara)

My trauma doesn’t come from just that ship
It goes deeper
When I was young I was already trapped
With the burden of a mother who was slowly dying from within
Naomi was stoic and cold
But I know she cared about Salvatore and I

{?}
Every day was a struggle
And I saw her power wane every day
And her mind was like a closed chest
She wouldn't let anyone in

Throughout school
I was the one who tried to get some control
I refused to let others struggle
And I got into a lot of fights
The vigilante side of me
To not let anybody
Feel pain like I

I was a hassle when growing up
All the {?}
Maybe it came from all the pain at home
I just didn't want to see anyone suffer
Then when was it?
How old was I?
Was it eight or nine?
When there was a kid that was getting bullied
There was an altercation
I stepped in
And I remember I grabbed that kid's arm
And I yanked him back
And I heard the crack
And that's when I realized
When that boy's arm had snapped
I didn't want to be a fighter no more