Poetry, For when I'm tongue tied or afraid of being criticized for the controversial thoughts lingering in my mind.

Poetry, For when I feel like no one can hear what I say so I release it on a page to free my knowledge from its cage.

Poetry, For when I'm having a bad day and the only way to cure my pain is to allow the rhythm of my thoughts to dance around on the paper, past my tear stains.

Poetry, For me to be free, for me to be me, to let the world see... 

The words of my reality.