To Never Be Told
His life is hell
It will never be well
He has to hide
His thoughts inside
He can never be free
or ever be me
He is hated
Always incapacitated
There are only two
that help him be who
he is today
And show him the way
his life will never be the same
They think it’s all a game
able to be in control
Living with a black soul
He is always tested
but never bested
Test after test
Never given a rest
He is always told
You’ll never die old
You’ll just be nothing
Never something
Never rich, but never poor
At peace, never more
Battling untreated depression
People wondering why he shows aggression
Showing emotion
Unabidding devotion
Hiding the true thought
Going through his day like a robot
his life is a multi-layered lie
Don’t know why he bothers to try
No one wants me
Was this my destiny?
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