Why

I write for many reasons,

Many are the same as others,

Inspiration like a lightning bolt,

Or awakened by creativities jolt,

I however have an additional claim,

A way to deal with the pain,

Nobody sees past the facade,

The fake armor on the surface,

It gives me on outlit,

Keeps me from not giving a shit,

Showing I can do something right,

Even when i am so very far from the light,

I do look different as I've been told,

Ever so many times by people young and old,

The only way they hear me,

Is though the beautiful caligraphy,

Written on the page,

There for every age,

It will always be there,

Until the very end,

Words are ever eternal,

They are my only friends.