It Is ME
At one point in my life,
I lacked things to do,
So I pulled out an old journal,
And that I went through,
I read the poetry I used to write and figured,
that if back then I could write,
I can write today to.
SO! I did.
I wrote many things.
Poetry, stories, and dreams spewed out onto the paper,
for that it what it seems.
I used to hide my artistic side,
stories, thoughts, and dreams.
Now I write them down a lot
Everynight, it seems!
I feel a lot better now,
that I can desribe my feelings on a page.
Anger, sadness, madness, gladness,
and a bunch of other things.
So, how did I become a writer?
Well, I never really stopped
I just went back to that one childhood journal,
and read the first few pages,
this got my mind flowing and remembering the many phases.
After this I wrote my thoughts
Now writing is a gift to me
It's fun for me as ideas flow naturally onto the page,
and now I can't stop!
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