Why I write

I'm writing like God put this pen and paper in my hand Opening my mind to words I can't even understand I'm writing for the earthquake that occurred in Japan I'm writing for the hunger and starvation in Sudan I'm writing for the girl that doesn't know where to start cause every boy that she's been with left her with a broken heart I'm writing for the blessed ones I'm writing for the cursed I'm writing like Charles Dickens for the best of times and the worst Why does wrong look right? Why does right look wrong? Why can't people pay attention to the words in a song? I'm writing for the truth that was there all along I'm writing from the morning to noon until dawn. I'm writing for the single mother who's crying till she bleeds cause she just lost her job and there is no money to feed I'm down on both knees begging my creator please cure the disease and bless others to believe