Why WOULDN'T I write?
Here's why I write, I'll keep this simple and plain.
To free my thoughts, create art, and to ease the pain.
I write because of wrongs. I write for the mistakes.
I write for what belongs, and sometimes for whats misplaced.
To create beauty & art from fears and tears,
when expressing your feelings is an incovenience to your peers.
With my sidekick; pen; together we're unstoppable.
Creating colors with just a stroke of black ink, we do the impossible.
In a world so cold and full of hurt it's at times hard to manage.
So I write because it's free for ALL to enjoy, therefore I take advantage.
I don't have to compete, nor do I have to be rushed.
I write because I don't have to worry about my feelings being crushed.
The lines on the page won't stray, they'll never tell a soul.
The ink wont leak my deepest thoughts, my deepest secrets left untold.
I can share it with the world, or keep it to myself.
I can use it to my own benefit, as well as benefit someone else.
I can write during the day, or in the middle of the night.
Best things in life are free, so why WOULDN'T I write?
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