P O E T R Y
What poetry is to me, is what water is to a plant.
LIFE
It is my freedom
It is my escape
Its the single thing in my life that keeps me from going insane
Its what I use for my mouth, when my lips shake.
Or how I let out my anger my knees quiver and threaten to break.
Its my planet
My own population of 01
Where no one can tell me I'm wrong
And where no one can tell me I'm not good enough
What poetry is to me, is what water is to a plant
LIFE
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