Poetry is as sweet as honey to my soul. I remember being youthful, unable to follow the ability of the world. I was in whole with life, I never recognized where I stood; but becoming a poet was the last thing I imagined I could be.  One day my family and friends called me in for contest which I later realized was nothing but an invitation to express and release. I begin to shower the people with my corrupt thoughts. Yes, touching their ears with my past desires hoping and yarning for their approvals of my heart painful thoughts. I then came to find that poetry allowed me to come to a maturity. I knew because I have participated in that life changing poetry contest/ invitation, poetry has now become a part of me. I was sure it I was always a part of it, but now poetry is important to me and I needed it to help get to the next level of growth and neutrality. I also believe that if and I was able to receive a reward for my inner feelings of expression of emotional growth I can handle life a little better. Later in those hard nights with English homework, I would include poetry in my papers. Assisting me with the beat of writing skills. Because, I was capable of writing poetry in papers; yet, I was ready to allow poetry in every aspect of future obstacles. Obsessions like reading, indulging and supporting my daily intellections. I choose to always and forever include poetry because it is and always will be ideal matter to ME.