I am not sure why I often struggle with writing ‘right’ when I constantly tell myself that I don't write for other people's concurrence. But as Picasso said “The chief enemy of creativity is ‘good’ sense,” I have grown to learn that my creative medium is not black or white, good or bad. Instead, it is a middle ground, imperfect, and depicts me and my complex thoughts. Perhaps that is why poetry brings me joy. It is an escape from reality. Nobody craves perfection like it is the only thing that makes it valuable.