Music
My one true escape from the life I want to leave behind.
A life where my dad calls me useless and my mom just sits there.
A life where the one I love may not love me back.
A life where I may not be accepted for being gay.
A life where I don't know want I want to do with myself.
A life where it is hard to stay happy.
A life where I have to write a poem to express myself.
Sometimes I just want to be lost in music,
Forever trapped in a world
Of my own creation
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