I Write

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I write to be free.
To be closer to people like me.

I write when I cry.
To show the world my pain.

I write when I laugh.
So other may share in the joy.

I write to forget you.
I only end up remembering you.

I write to say all the things I can't.
The things you will never know.

I write because in a book, no one knows who I am.
It won't matter if I break here, because you will never know my face.

I write to show the world's problems.
It's the only way some people will listen.

I write most all because it's safe.
In my writing, I can hide.



This poem actually won a national competition. It didn't win first prize but it was choosen from over 2,000 entries.
Also, no idea how often this will be updated. From Broken Stars

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