The reason I write is very simple and plain

i'm not very good at expressing my feelings

Whether its love; anger; or pain

 

Writing lets the person I have in poem, know

How I'm feeling about them 

At that precise mo'

 

First started in high

When the teacher asked me

And I couldn't explain why

 

So i took my notebook and pen

Sat on my bed

And this is what I found then

 

My ability and amazing way

To show those I want

What I was not able to say

 

Whether it was the anger

Or the pain they caused me

Or for a lover

 

All of my words flowed out 

Out of my mind, into my pen

Kind of like a spout

 

Writing has become a part of my life

Helping me and others around

Understand what's behind the strife

 

I'm different from my siblings

Sisters in medical fields

Brothers in design of buildings

 

Writing helps everyone I love understand

Why I am how I am

Every itty bitty strand

 

So this is why I write

And I hope its understood

And I hope it comes out right