Who am I?
Depends on who you ask
Some see nothing more than a mindless monster
An egotistical freak of nature to be pitied or feared
Others see a man guided by a singular purpose
As I stand under this hot light and look in front of the mirror
I see a monster and a man
But I also see a bullied fat kid
A son looking up to his old man
A youth in search of a road
I've since found that road and soon
I'll know how far I've gone and who next I'll become
