I want to write.
I want to create.
But I rarely feel like I can.
I want my words to mean something.
I want them to be heard to the volume I expressed them at.
I want them to explode minds.
I want them to carry emotions.
I want what I create to be beautiful in a personal interpretational way.
I want them to educate.
I want less to be more.
I want them to make people feel.
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Isn't selfish of I to hold back myself because I may not get what I want?
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Isn't selfish of I to hold back one's voice because I may not get what I want?
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Isn't unfair to my soul to tell it no because I may not get what I want?
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Isn't cruel of I to bury my desires because I may not get what I want?
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Is it not foolish of I to be thinking: I want, I want, I want...
when God has given me: You can, you can, you can.