I am.
i've been defined as a poet or a writer or someone with a talent.
but what makes a poet or a writer? but what is talent?
i am a person with emotions, who grabs paper and a pen to
let my heart flow.
i am a person with a brain, who places words in an order like so.
i am a human who can't draw, doodle, or paint to express.
so i use words to show the world my mess.
i am nothing but a person who can only draw with words.
i am nothing but the bridge between paper and what goes unheard.
This poem is about:
Me