Why I Write
I write because I'm in pain
People hurt you without meaning to
Or maybe it's purposefully
People pass away
Whether it's their time or not
I write because I'm in love
I am a teenage girl cliché
Half of what I write is about a boy
A boy who has captured my heart
A boy that eventually breaks my heart
I write because I'm frustrated
Everything I can't or won't say
Every silent tear splatters on the page
A girl can only take so much
Only so much
I write because I'm afraid
I'm afraid that people overestimate me
That instead of a star
I'm a ball of hot gas
Burning bright before I flame out
I write because I have something to prove
Not to the world, but to me
I need something, anything that warrants as proof
That I am more than what I expect from myself
Something that sets me apart from the rest
I write because it is my sanity
When I don't write, I am a constant explosion
Emotional hot mess
2016 Miley Cyrus type mess
So, yeah. Not good.
That's why I write.