“I’m back there again, broken from being a champion, The boy that no one loved, The years I spent training like a method actor to Become the man that everyone admired, But it means nothing, Like ashes on a forehead, they marked me inferior, When I was still young enough to receive it into the grain of my being” LifePoetrySelf EsteemPainful Memories Book:The Seed Bridge: Collected Poems Source: The Seed Bridge: Collected Poems