Locked Within A Jar Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I'm capturing this moment.
Savoring it for my life time.
The anguish of the backwards clown.
All smiling faces turn upside down.
All because of me.
As I walk out of the room I know I did right.
They created a sickness.
They created a blight.
They created the most ugly sight.
A monster must be shown.
A monster must be known.
If that's what I am.
Let them be ashamed.
Because I'm happy and laughing.
At one time I was a child in a dark corner crying.
No defying the very fabric of a legacy.
That wasn't even created by me.
I most certainly lived it.
But their the ones who threw the stones.
Tore me down to the very core.
And when I thought it couldn't get any worse.
They applauded for more.
Cheers to the one who hurts this little boy.
Bloody laying on the ground absent of all his clothes.
A not so nice birthmark exposed.
He's so dirty just give him the hose.
Don't touch him, who knows what you might get.
Now all they see is regret.
It's not my fault.
I would be their friend if I didn't know how it would end.
Take him for all hes got then leave him to rot.
Trust is not freely given but earned.
Don't ever think I forgot.
Because I haven't.
And now I stand before you as a man.
Proud of who I am.