To Live
I write my dreams, my thoughts, and what I see.
I write for an escape, when I’m writing I can be me.
When I write I’m not crazy, weird or out of the normal
I’m real with myself, I’m me , I free when I write in my journal.
If you’re not a writer it might be hard to explain.
But, if live for it like me then we’re one in the same.
Right now writing might just be a dream
But don’t count me out, I will achieve my dreams.
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