I am Writing

I am Writing

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I am writing. I asked myself once, when did it comes to me the idea of writing? Then I've read all my writings, I had realized I've written all those when I was feeling down, when there's no one I could talk to. When I was disappointed, disappointed to what the world and everyone had become. When I was hurt, hurt by the things I had no control over. I wonder why do most people have something to write when they are down? It's because when you're happy, you can always share that happiness to everyone. There's no need for words, Smiles and laughter were enough. They could easily understand you. But when you're in pain and lonely, you just couldn't and wouldn't want to tell it. For it's so hard to find the words to express what you really feel. The way they would understand, the way you wouldn't be misjudged the way not to get sympathy, but just a companion willing to stay to listen. It's not easy to slip unto your lips the words that made you broken, 'Cause it'll just make you feel the pain again, and again. If someone would ask me now, 'Why do you write?' I would answer, so that I would be able to sleep soundly at night so that I could breathe so that I could move on so that I could forgive so that I could love so that I could keep dreaming so that I could be FREE That's why, I AM WRITING. You? Why do you write?
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