I want to learn,
To learn how to fill these pages.
Blank so bar, sitting there
Begging me to write,
To right something real
Something with meaning,
Heart, soul, goals.
Anything my heart holds.

I waned to show the meaning,
The meaning each poem holds.
How it shows whats really in each soul,
To show the raw emotion,
The emotion that's laced in each line,
Each line we hide behind.

It calls our names,
It draws us near,
Holding us there with each word,
Whether is said with love or scorn,
These are our words, our voice
These are the things we've seen
Things we've heard.

I want to learn,
How to put it in the right words.