"Just write for yourself."
How?
How can she write for herself?
There are two beasts named Anger and Envy which always accompany her,
Her thoughts linger endlessly all around her,
Hatred suddenly haunts her,
Is it possible for her to declare that she has fear towards writing now?
Is it reasonable enough for writing to remind her how pathetic she is?
Why do others shine so bright? Too bright?
Why can't she shine like them too?
No, she never writes for anyone; that will be stupid for her.
She writes for herself,
She writes to release her anger,
She writes to play with her envious self,
She writes to try to shine like others,
She writes to try to be brighter than others,
She writes to try to be proud of herself,
She writes to try to accomplish things for herself,
She writes to satisfy herself,
She writes to love herself;
But oh she is still angry; so angry in the colour of raging deep crimson.
Never try to relate yourself to her though; she is not relatable.
-others told her to write for herself and here she goes writing her anger out in her envious self-
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Tales of A Libra
PoetryThe author wonders why most of the poems she has read are all about love. Will life be constantly surrounded by love? If yes, why she has not found one? However, suddenly there was a song, and a starry night, that inspired her to write. And follow h...
