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Exploding Supernova


The loudest of stars

Look so dem compared to the purest of lights

They shine the brightest

In this void of darkness

 

I am a creation

Of all those I have met

My speech has been altered from a hey to a Hayo

As if adding that O will keep a part of my childhood in my voice

When my speech is running having my hands do these gestures

Cutting up my words to find an end to my stutter

A simple act of putting a coin in my shoes reminds me of a girl back when days were easier

 

Take it from a eighteen year old

Been feeling so cold

Being left in the dark

All that's left is a big o mark

Feeling so empty and helpless

Same could be said about many in today's youth

Been giving so much to be left so mistreated

 

Overtime as the day's go by

Being that light that they so much need

A lighthouse in the endless sea

Some swim

Some sink

But in the end everyone floats with time

 

People staring at me

Everywhere that I go

They try to judge me

 When they don't know the full story

Just know what they have been told

Because they feel they should expose

For all I have and all I've gained this year

Everything I've said comes from a place many fear

 

A place where so much pressure is built

It causes a beautiful explosion

Leaving its debri to grow and live on

In time they'll grow into these all might towers

Completing this circle of life we have made

And I'll smile at a far

Feeling happy because I am that creator

 

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