Sometimes
An end is hard to spot
You can see it, always,
But you never know when it will come
Because to end
Is to cease entirely
Which we cannot understand
We do not end
But we come to ends
We face them
An end is an end
An end is a bend
An end is to send
Yourself on
An end is to fend
No more
We know we must end
But we refuse
To lose ourselves
It ends
We find ourselves
In ends
We find ourselves
Save the best for last
If you have to go
At least show yourself
When you give a good-bye
Make it one to remember
Put your point where
People will notice it
At the end
And when you end
Remember that nothing ends
You can find a beginning, but
You will never find an end
Because in truth, a conclusion
Is just a place where you get to bored to keep thinking
But you will still think somewhere else.
The End