For the people who ask why i write poetry...
I want to tell them that poetry is all i am,
Woke up one day in this world,
Knowing i was meant to share my voice with someone,
That i had to find a way to be heard
I want to tell them that poetry has held my hand when no one else did,
That when i have been knocked down,
Closest to the ground i will ever be,
I found poetry.
I want to tell them that there has always been words inside of me,
So many words my head becomes chaos sometimes
Trying to find rhymes or lines that explain why my day wasn't right
When i write poetry i can't hide
It's like the masks everyone talks about,
They say people can hide their personalities in plain sight,
Well i've never been able to hide mine because everything about me wants to scream
Hey! I'm a writer
I can't lie
I want to tell them that poetry has helped me pick up the pieces of my broken personality,
Been there when everything felt confused,
Pushed me along when i felt used and damaged
I want to tell them that poetry has been there for me through every breakup and broken promise,
Every lost friendship i had something to fall back on
Poetry has been a home away from home inside of me
And every time i start writing i feel myself thriving,
The power i feel when performing is like flying
I want to tell them that i find the most pride in my writing
More than i'll ever get from an A+
Doing good with my art is enough to pick me up when things get rough
I want to tell them that poetry is my happiness
That when i'm writing, that's my safe space
Doesn't matter where i am or who i’m with or what type of day it’s been
Poetry makes me feel comfortable in my skin
And helps me organize my thoughts after a battle of overthinking and over feeling
Head and heart
Even they team up sometimes to help me find the perfect line,
Like harmonies theyre there for me
Poetry is like my mind getting a good spring clean any time of year
Its like sharing every part of me without any fear
Its being vulnerable and opening up,
Sharing my story to the world
Poetry finds the beauty in my hurt.
So when people ask me why i write poetry
I want to ask them, why don't you?