The reason I write poetry
Because something I been doing for awhile
The other reason
I feel, when I’m writing
There’s someone listening to me
Because in the real world
People don’t believe me
I’m saying like all the people
There’s only 3. But the 3 out of one
Been called a liar.
People that knows me longer
They know I’m a very cool person
They said I haven’t change.
I don’t bring problems to anybody door.
People I just met
They trying to Digg into my life
I’m a type of person
I’ll let you in my life
But not always in.
Two-three month’s isn’t enough
That’s why I write more
Writing down everything I’m feeling
Here I slipt my feelings out
Don’t have to worry about
Someone calling me a lair
Or judging me
You feel everything I’m saying