Flying With Words

I write for the same reason I breathe, If I didn't I would die, Without words to express myself, Life is a broken winged bird that can't fly. I write my soul down word for word, I write things I could never say, Without this method of expression, I would cry every day. I try to forget all the regret, Or else life is mine to miss, Without saying how I truly feel, Then I'll always stay like this. So I write for the same reason I breathe, It's so that bird can fly to the sky, I need to rise higher and higher, And finally stop asking why.