Smile. Even though you're tired.
Cry. Because you're happy.
Wince. If you're not the one hurt.
Scowl. But it could be a joke.
Sometimes time just disappears. Sometimes it decides to move a little faster.
Time's busy too, ya know.
And every time I miss my chance, I'm trapped.
Writing is Kreating new words and spellings.
Writing is Emotion that is hard to express.
Writing is Yelling a story, but whispering an important message.
Writing is KEY for me
Because writing contains smiles. It contains tears. It contains pain. It contains humor. It contains time.
And sometimes I can't say those things out loud.
At least not until I write them down.