Am I just telling stories?
Am I giving my opinion?
Am I just writing words on paper?
Am I telling everyone my feelings?
What am I?
Who is me?
Why do I do the things I do?
Where am I?
Will these questions be answered?
No because no one knows the
Answers but me
Will I ever tell anyone these
Answers?
No, they won't care or do they
The voices are screaming
In my head
They want people to know
Make them stop screaming
Must I do what they say
I am not writing stories
I'm telling you my story
I give my opinions and facts
I am not just writing my feelings
I'm making people feel
I am not just writing words
I am writing words that matter
I am me, a writer, a friend, a
Person
I do things just to do them,
I do things that I know is
Right
I am in my world
Where everyone knows they
Are wanted, loved, cared for
No judging, No worries, everyone
Is equal
That is me
This is who I am
The only question worth
Answering is
Who am I?
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThis is my first "story". This is for my own pleasure so please no hatred, but i will love to hear what y'all have to say. Thank you for reading. :-)
