They say write to my hearts consent, or to my thoughts represent, a image or a goal, or till I host a flag on a pole, by which am I writing because it is written, or am I writing because I am different, I see myself as my world but I'm on one, and they say love your brother but what if we don't have none. It's all how you feel I feel great, got responsibilities on my plate and play it safe, I want to explore and export ideas, before it's end how it is, I want to see smile on faces, with crooked smile and my kids with braces. Guess what I really want to say in the poem, it take time to know 'em, got to grow before you leap, got to mumble before you speak. I'm glad the world is evolving,  we could've worked in the timing, but they ask me..what makes you want to write, school friends the world your life.? But in all truthfulness and just being honest,it's just the I have when I actually say I wrote this and done it.