End

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyQx7nxXdD0 The instrumental beat behind my story.

End

His life was like a movie, but you never

really saw him,

On the outside shining, but inside?

the light, was really dim.

Picture perfect, but the picture wasn't 

perfect.

Suicidal through the smile,

never noticed

Turned to drugs, struggles had him

reimburse it

Cause life chose him, he never chose'd it

He was chosen, caught frozen, sparked a 

L to melt away the burden

Diversity questioned solely,

Why my masculinity got a hold on me?

Silenced in all ways, multi-purposely.

Is this really life is meant to be?

Gun gripping, I'm rocking, steadily...

Wishing it all was an end.

In this world, we're taught to blend,

And in any oddity, to mend

But how can we fix what's NOT broken?

My entity is a full token

Stuck in fantasy, scared of reality

Got to liberate the minds,

I need a strategy

My voice is the rapture against insanity,

This..Ain't..The End.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Oliver Lee]

This was a really moving piece. I could tell it was close to you, and it really personified you and your message. I liked that it was sad and strong at the same time. You didn't dip into the self loathing "this-is-the-end-I'm-going-to-die-soon" theme when you mentioned each hardship in the poem. I really connect with this, and you did a fantastic job. This ain't the end.