Letters Of Me
Poetry is a heartfelt thing
coming up as a promise ring
Getting goose bumps when you sing,
but when you sit down letting the world be blank
You realize everything as it is
controversy is uproar and fighting is raging.
I can't just sit back and go crazy,
so I write about everything that happens
and let the pain just scream out of me.
In my hands they write letters that reflect why I'm at harm,
but I show no confession of how I feel about being so real.
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