They will tell you All poetry has been written There is nothing new Under the moon But let me tell you They don’t know you You are as unique As the DNA that exists Within your frame The ripples on your thumbprint No one ever had the same.
You have something to say Say it proudly Say it boldly Never let them scold you.
Never let them make you go away.
I love it when someone tells me to keep writing. You should keep writing too!