I'm a recovering Rochester boy
recovering from the choices I made 
 
Some memories haunt me 
but there is nothing I can do 
 
I always carried my heart on my sleeve 
 
It made me vulnerable just like you
 
But I'm a recovering Rochester boy 
accept me as I am 
 
In short I'm mot super human 
I'm merely just a man                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem