I'm the girl who writes.
I write everything that comes to my mind,
I write everything that I felt.

pain,
uncertainty,
reality,
broken heart,
questions,
and sometimes, nonsense.

They are all sick of my words,
They cannot deal with my poems,

Maybe deep down, they know, that is the truth.
they know exactly, that is the current situation.
or maybe,
they just tired with all of my nonsense.

They can blame it all on me,
because today I realized,

No, I'm not a cynic nor a skeptic.
No, I'm not bitter nor a cold-hearted.

If I cannot write a love story,
If I skip them in my poems,
If I write bad things,
If I curse or intimidate them with my words,
deal with it.

Because one thing for sure,
When it comes to the right one,
I know I can write about love,
about falling in love,
about cheesy romantic things.

*It's not me, it's them.