Poetry.

What is Poetry, they ask?

Is it like the ocean, how it flows? How you can hear the waves crash?

Or like the television, visualizing everything outside of your home?

Does it help you through your everyday problems?

Or are they just words coming out of your mouth?

Is it like your parents, explaining every situation?

Or like your siblings, always complaining?

Is it soft and cozy like your bed in your room?

Or just things that pop up in your brain?

Is it like music, how it speaks to your soul?

We all have asked these questions before.

I know I have.

But one thing I know is that poetry is my best friend.

My everyday problems,

My family,

My music,

My soul,

My life.