I never thought I was that girl
The girl perpetually attached to her steno pad
with a backpack full of ink pens and dreams
But once the words started flowing
Relief came over me

I write to live on
Because even after I go
My words are eternal
Immovable
Strong and solid
Helping others understand my legacy

Helping me understand myself
Because pages take me to the past
Of a Me that once was
A Me that had different goals and different dreams

I write because life is a fragile existence
and any more than a whisper can blow it all away
But my words will stay

Forever engraved in a single page
Forever engraved into my very existence