This pen this paper
My words my letters
I threw away most
I let go a lot
Still I come to this place where  I am God
No I will never be
No I'm not
In the best thing that ever happen to these words I write
I'm the worst thing that ever happen to my life
Such a energy
Such a mystery
Love is misery
But hate Is dead
My words are walking
My sentences are like lead
6 years in this world I made and I wish kinda wish my words would hold me like you do