Who am I?

Who am I?

Is my voice even heard?

I’m confused about my self and my position in this world

I write to gain freedom,

Freedom for myself and freedom from others

When I write this is my world,

My own inter personal thoughts and feelings.

All of my demons released, my happiness increased.

With pen and paper I can take a stand on what justice means to me

No one can take my power of expression

My expression is me.