Why I Write

My mind is always empty

But when it comes to poetry

My mind expands

To more of what it understands

 

The words flow from my brain

from the happiness or the pain

or from my sense, of joy and laughter

or my hatred for another

 

It's how I express myself

in every single way

even if it has nothing

to do with my days

 

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