Why I Write
The feeling of depression and defeat
is why i pick uo a pen
and write anomously
The thoughts that ramble threw my head
Seems to get a hold of my inner thought
That's why I write to
Let it all out
I'm SCREAMING on thie inside
But my paper is the only one that feels the aggression
with the shrap words that seems to cut the paper
as it cut my heart
seems to establish a purpose.
When I write my mind
flush out all the pain, animosity
I hold inside
Thats why I write
so all my suffering slips away at my finger tips
No one would listen to me
No one would talk to me
But my pen in paper is always there for me
consulting me and helping me.
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