My Inspiration

You are my inspiration,
but you have no clue.
I get the ideas for my poems,
from the things that you do.

Sometimes I get angry,
sometimes I get depressed.
Sometimes I am happy,
sometimes I am stressed.

Whatever I feel,
you help me decide.
Whether it be from the pain,
or from the pride.

You helped me out,
so much more than you think.
I want to share this with you,
so out comes the paper and ink.

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