I write

Why, why do I write the things that pass through my head
It’s a need, a passion but often it’s hard
I could be doing a lot of other things instead
Yet, to clear my mind, to feel and understand this world is something I can’t disregard

I write
I write

It’s a way to learn, a way to show
Show empathy, show acknowledgment and a way to grow

Not sure if my words are heard or if they matter
However I will continue because it feeds my soul
I do a lot, I live, I love, there is much on my platter
I write to inspire, to challenge and to console

I write because when I am gone there will only be what’s written

And that’s why I write, to make a difference