Hello here I am

Hello here I am the hungry hooligan from Hoofddorp born in Amsterdam. Listen to what I have to bring; I have the voice of a poet, the smile of friend, the thoughts of a brother, the cry of a son, the care of a father, the heart of an athlete, the blood of a slave and the mind of a king. I am the found child, the lost soul, the keeper of secrets, the anchor of information. I am the cliche, I am the definition of dedication.  I wish you could see what I see. If the world has covered you eyes, reality will start slipping, in order not to get lost, you have to keep listening. If the opportunity were to present itself, I might just have to reinvent myself. Many people’s life is on pause, only thinking about the problem, never the cause. That is why at night they turn and toss, not listening to the boss. I try not to break the laws, I try not to have any flaws. While I maintain to be fond of the metric meter, as of now, I measure distance in yards. Life for me has never been hard, the way I was raised is my only wildcard. I don’t sleep allot, I’m rarely off guard. Cheeseburgers and action figures are my vices, to see my daughter smile is priceless. I try to always stay calm in times of crisis. We are fighting for this American pie, with not enough slices. I don’t want your fish, just teach me fishing. Work is aggravating, play is abirritation. Repetition can keep you stuck in the same position. I compete, because I love competition. Same old life, same tradition. Same old Syd, same old mission.