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This is a poem about why some people write poetry |
| { Center} When your all alone and no one is there When you try to tell people you problems, they just don't care When the things that you say make people upset Things you never thought you would, you start to regret The life you knew is closing its doors The person you've become is not one that you adore The people you met and thought they would be there to the end Suddenly show you that they can never be people you will ever call friends When a tragedy tears your family apart You think that nothing will bring you back to the start Trying to speak, but finding no words No way out, you feel like you can't breath When your life is crumbling all around you And you know that you have nothing to lose Instead of trying to find peace in something that brings misery Instead of crying Tasting your tears and not caring one bit Instead of telling yourself there is nothing you can do Sit down and write a story about what you have been through And when you start to write, it's a natural high, For that one moment, All your problems Are out of sight{/center} |