i know i'm not enough
for you
i know this isn't
anything
you want to know
or read
or even think about
but i don't want to be enough for you.
i am enough for me.
and that's the only thing that matters.
i'm writing this
in another language
a thing
you probably
aren't expecting
but i'm doing it
because I want to.
the thing is
i like poetry
but it's not poetry
it's just a ton
of
my thoughts
running through
my head
without plans
everyone needs plans
don't they?
i have no plans
i wish i had some
but i haven't
and i need to respect that
because that's just how my mind works.
our mind is such a beautiful thing
it works
all day
all night
just to please us
and our desperate need
for creativity.
oh how i wish i could create something
that wasn't already
discussed
a thousand times
but that's why
i'm writing
this
because i like it
and it doesn't matter
how many people
read this
as long as
it represents my heart
my soul
my spirit
my creativity
my mind.
my freedom.
poetry is freedom.
for me.
