Hello, Do you hear me?
Hello,Do you hear me?
I write for the world ,I write for myself and I sometimes I even write for my own mental health.
The world is such a closed off place,no room for improvement and certainly no room for mistakes.
I put heart on paper,because I want to be heard by the people who surround me at home and maybe someday even the world.
I’ve wrote since I was just nine years old whenever my world started spinning out of control.
The year I was raped ,writing became my life,because it kept me from taking my own.
I couldn’t talk to my mom,I couldn’t talk to my dad ,because they were so closed off and I never had a chance.
I stuck to my pen and my paper because society started to judge me just as young teen.
I write today to keep away the pain,I want to someday become a well known poet around the world.
I would love to write about todays world and maybe even help young LGBT teens.
I know their struggle,because that’s me.
Writing is my life and my dream,but it’s such a far reach.
I learned about the world through poems and books,I learned how not to take my own life by writing out my own hatred of life.
Hello .Do you hear me??
I will write you my life.
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