Why I write
Why do I write?
Honestly, It’s hard to tell.
Sometimes It’s because I’m frazzled
Completely drained out to the core
Tired of life and everything in it.
Sometimes it’s joy,
Content and happiness.
Expressing an emotion I can’t fully say out loud
Sometimes it’s because of that little feeling i get in my tummy
Don’t call it love,
It could be resentment or simply nothing.
Most of the time, it just happens
And I write...or type,
Till I’m not.
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