I guess you're right
And there's, nothing anyone can do about it
I can no longer doubt it
I'm a poet.
A conveyer of feelings through the written word.
Who helps others heal their pain by revisiting old hurts
It's a strange occupation
And interesting conversation to have
So when people ask me, Nero, what are you?
I can say that I'm many things.
Insecure, unsafe, lost, fearful of my own future
Disabled, confused, alone, and wounded beyond suture.
But above all else, I AM A POET
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 10:59 PM UTC
I guess you're right
And there's, nothing anyone can do about it
I can no longer doubt it
I'm a poet.
A conveyer of feelings through the written word.
Who helps others heal their pain by revisiting old hurts
It's a strange occupation
And interesting conversation to have
So when people ask me, Nero, what are you?
I can say that I'm many things.
Insecure, unsafe, lost, fearful of my own future
Disabled, confused, alone, and wounded beyond suture.
But above all else, I AM A POET
