Finding Me
These words are what keep me from going insane
They are full of the weight I force myself to carry everyday
All of things that I've left unsaid
All the the thoughts that are tangled in my head
They started forming at a young age
At the time I could barely fill up half a page
But now they flow out of me and I can't seem to stop
All these words could fill a room to the very top
With every word I write I feel more free
Every line makes me feel more like me
They help me understand all the things I've seen
Like why the grass is green and even more complicated things like why people say things they don't mean
When I started these words were only meant for me to admire
But lately I have found that I could use them to inspire
I've learned that they should be shared with friends
That when someone's feeling hurt they have have the power to mend
So now here I am ten years later
I am now a creator
I use my words to encourage those around me
They are why I know who I am meant to be
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