I can never be a great writer Not to everyone But to me I am good enough
They are my words My thoughts They can never be anyone else's
My poems are mine to consume And if I share them with the world The consequence is that they may not be loved And that's okay
Because they are not meant for the world They are meant for me To assemble my buzzing mind
I have been writing a lot. But only for me. I have to convince myself that my words matter too. Maybe not to you, but to me. I hope someday it matters to me.