I'll write

Let me write a poem, let me help you see,
How all my words are feelings which come out in my poetry.
I'll help you understand and I'll explain this real slow,
Because I thought you'd want to hear this, maybe you should know.

I write about my life and how I feel from day to day,
And when I don't, these feelings inside me never seem to go away.
I'll talk about everything, and anything I wish to say,
Because it makes me feel better, it makes it all okay.

I'll write about my life whether I'm happy or sad,
Sometimes about the good times and the bad times I've had.
I'll write about my thoughts, one of the things I love to do.
And I'll write about my sickness and all the s h i t I've been through.

I don't write because I care about what other people think whether or not they've understood,
And I don't care if I skip a rhyme or if the things I write aren't good.
I write because it helps me get through my day, it helps me stay in control.
Because my words aren't just made up, they come from my mind, my soul.

I'll write about my family, and about how much they love me,
And how it just doesn't matter because they think I don't care.
Even though I care allot and I love them too but it's hard to see,
And how it's just too hard to express myself and the feeling inside of me.

I'll write about my friends or about how much I love you,
And how I'd do anything for your love back, if only you knew.
Maybe about loving someone so much and how they couldn't ever tell,
And how it hurts so much, something I don't even think words can spell.

I’ll never stop writing even if I don’t have anything left to say,
Because I'll just start over, my thoughts will come back some day.
And when they do, I'll write when I know I'm right but really I'm always wrong,
And how my life's a b i t c h but I'm still here standing strong.

I'll always write, I mean why not, it doesn't really matter,
I'll just write another poem after this one, when my whole world starts to shatter.
And it's not like it makes a difference, it's not like anyone could care,
Because I'll just write, and i'll just keep telling myself that life just isn't always fair.

So maybe I'll just stop writing this poem, at least I tried to help you see,
How all my words are feeling which come out in my poetry.
I tried to help you understand, and I explained it really slow,
But you'll never fully understand, and you'll just never really know.

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