Part one of term paper
when you look at me. You who think, you know me so well. What is it your mind tells you that I am, less than a man? Am I the lost father of an unwed daughter’s first born bastard who will grow up to be just like me. Did I leave her, without a care How would you know-you weren’t there . Am I the mother-five children, two hands who breed ...

Part two of term paper
... to be a macho man forced by my father with abusive hands Taught to believe in fairytales love at first sight and all ends well Tried to make a dollar the only way I knew how I seem to forget You’re holier than thou. Executive office, Armani suits high tax bracket and power to-boot well versed from the best schools trained in perfection, the number one rule. Independence, autonomy and winning is just elitus and best characteristics that must always be shown never weak or unsure always believ ...