Broken Thoughts poetry ~

Sometimes .

Sometimes , I wish people read my stories
I wish they enjoyed them
Because one day I want to be a writer
I want to be in New York Times
For my miscellaneous and alarming rhymes
Because I love to write and I want to share it . Because my writing is a call .
A call for help
A call where i don't know what I need help with but
Just a call
I know this sounds crazy out of all .
Out of all the stories I write
But they release my stress at night
When I cry into the thick pillow of my bed with these thoughts beneath my small head

Just something I wrote out of my brain TATA~ (wow who am I even talking to no ones reading this I'm basically talking to myself loL)