writer as we no it, poet? you sure show it!
you hand glides perfectly as your mind once guides you,
your world might be flames, but your mind is still as light as the sun,

on this piece of paper, your hand fly's freely from your mind,
you gave us your heart, you used your eye's an you see,
even if you might stumble, you have a back-up plan,
you take your own pace, you write what you know,

your minds gloats of cheerful things like happiness
in the middle of your burnt down world,
you were meant for something new,
you aren't made, your the maker!!!!

you dream of how you only get one life,
you never lose your mind, if you only die once,
live your life freely, make life work for you!

As you write your way to light in a world full of flames,
you slowly change your world when you speak of what you think!!!
you got something this world needs!