This is me, this is why I write.
Poetry has saved me,
It was my doorway out, my key,
I write to be heard,
I write to spread the word,
To escape my problems at home,
To show others they are not alone,
My life has always been hard,
As all teen I feel I'm not going far,
I feel like I've hit a dead end,
But that's what writing does, it changes thing , it amends,
I grew up into divorce,
Each parent took their own course,
I was stuck in between,
I could have made a scene,
But instead I chose to write,
While my parents continued to fight ,
Writing keep me sane,
Instead of cutting my veins,
And this is why I write,
To help myself and others fight,
To make smart choices and do what's right.
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