I can never be a great writer
Not to everyone
But to me
I am good enough
They are my words
My thoughts
They can never be anyone else's
My poems are mine to consume
And if I share them with the world
The consequence is that they may not be loved
And that's okay
Because they are not meant for the world
They are meant for me
To assemble my buzzing mind
I have been writing a lot. But only for me. I have to convince myself that my words matter too. Maybe not to you, but to me. I hope someday it matters to me.