YOU MUSIC LOVER

You Music Lover Dear you beautiful music lover, As a young Haitian boy, being adopted by an all white family was a gift and a curse. So much hate and so much love. Within the dark lonely pit, I felt at peace hearing the tunes of music. I’d listen to anime music, chill hop, chill step, edm, and of course rap and rock and roll. There was the occasional country song that made me feel good inside. Not being able to understand the Japanese language had never stopped me from loving their music. Hearing the opener of an anime, created this feeling deep within my soul, and I’d feel something building up, rising, and feel incredible. Using Google was a tremendous help, in figuring out the language barrier. Although Japanese is not a language that I am able to speak, I do feel as if I can understand what they are saying internally. This world shows no mercy to the weak, rock and roll, would make me feel like a warrior, traveling through the world with my army conquering civilizations. Yet in truth I was just a Hattian young man with an obesity problem. In time the warrior inside transformed the outside weakling, into a King. Hearing the Vengeful One by Disturbed, may disturb some people, yet I feel as if I can achieve any goal and defeat any obstacle that stands in my way. The feeling of depression would hit and I tried so Hard by Lincoln Park would turn on. Rest in peace Chester Bennington. I was never really a fan of country music, yet a few country songs were incredible. My dad's wife was very intense so I may have chosen not to listen to country music due to her. That being said, a black kid listening to anime music was weird. How could you be black and listen to such weird music. You're not even able to understand what they are saying. None of those remarks made a difference. Black people were only supposed to listen to rap, black people were supposed to be good at every sport and can sing and dance. I was not great at anything, just a normal kid trying to figure his childhood out. Navigating my life during my early childhood years was a bit difficult, yet as they say no pain no gain. Being a fat short black kid in an all white school, who is far below average, was not an ideal fun level to be at during high school. Everyone needs to get to level one, it is necessary if you're going to get to level two, and to level three, and so on. However there are a lot of people who are not capable of starting at level one or evening getting to level one due to a disease or their mindset. Rap music is like no other. A true great rap song, like Mind of a Stoner, by Mgk and Wiz Khalifa, initiates a feeling inside your body. I jump up and down and when they say, “all my dreamers, put your hands in the sky, all my dreamers put your hand in the sky, one time, all my dreamers put your hand in the sky all my dreamers put your hand in the sky one time, for that bullshit you came from, worked hard to get away from, but the devils there and you just can't seem to shake him, for that long night that you stayed out, thinking about that paper, crush it n***** split it light it blaze it” makes me feel great inside, and I throw my hands in the air. These artists pour their heart and soul into these songs. I’ll see you again, my friend. Sincerely Jean R Engstrom