I Write
I write when everything is up in the air,
Full of entropy,
Lacking civility,
It feels right to solidify it on paper.
I write to keep my beat going.
It is music.
The Killers tell me Everything Will Be Alright,
And I believe it while the song lasts.
I write for myself.
This is not selfish,
Because poetry for the self'
Is poetry for others.
I write to manipulate my emotions,
As I would with a happy song on a cloudy day.
I write because I want to.
I write because I can.
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