Journey

Writings on the Wall

Everyday, people ask me

Why I keep writing on the wall

Every time they passed by me.

My answer is that this is my ultimate call.

         

While others are gossiping

About the latest word, 

I quietly draw                            

Stories that go unheard.

While others are dating

Their lovers at the street,

I softly paint

Poems that melt in the heat.

While others are partying

And going wild in the night fling,

I calmly sketch

Songs that keep on fading.

As an awkward person,

I don't talk a lot,

But I always have a reason

To be in this spot,

Drawing, painting, and sketching

Words I want to say out in the opening.