Why I Write
I write because it gives me joy
like Christmas getting a new toy.
Finding my pain and expressing it through my hands
Wondering why God gave me these plans
Writing helps me to understand
Life’s unexpected rules at hand
Change is what is here now
It was chasing me, caught up to me somehow
All I can feel is growing pains
Living my life without chains
Free from the old me
I can’t help but believe
Next step is the real world
The next chapter I will be hurled
Into the unknown
Where I will become fully grown
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