I want to write.
I really want to write something meaningful.
I want to make someone stare at the page in awe from the sheer words that I am able to put down on the stark white paper.
But it is hard when my mind screams things that I don't want to say.
I want to make people happy
I don't want to remind them of the cold world we live in.
The world that we live in where people would rather kill than speak words that we have been learning our entire lives to use.
It's all a waste to try and speak to people though.
They will not see reason.
The human race is so clouded with narcissists who believe their entire existence is for them, and them only.
To make people see their way and no one else's.
I want to put people into awe with the words I can say.
But I think that if I said what I am able to.
They would fall apart at my truth.
A/n: my friend sam wrote this. All credit goes to her. (I wrote the title because she didn't give it one)
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
