JOT DOWN ON PAPER
I keep truck of almost everything around me.
We're Humans, we forget,
well as for me,
I jot down on paper.
I can't have my mind stuck on things,
negative and positive both playing a role
my mind is fed up,
well, there is an option,
Jot down on paper.
allow the pen dance until it's vomit runs out.
at the end of the Day, you get yourself a name
I am a Poet.(lol)
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