Natural
This is talent that I spit,
You wonder why I’m full of wit,
You wish you could crack my skull,
Crack it,
Peer inside my brain,
Find out what really makes me insane,
Why I write these words,
Of destruction, of hate,
Of depression, of fate,
Keep wandering,
Keep wondering,
Keep on thinking it really matters,
It really matters how I write,
How I type,
Taking less than an hour on a chant royal,
My secrets,
My secrets,
Don’t think I’ll spill,
Though you may have insight,
With the proper bill,
This is my destiny,
I write,
That is what I do,
You cannot say I’m like everyone else,
I’m not,
I break,
I breach the genres,
I vary the topics,
I am the ultimate writer,
This is why I’m different,
I stand out,
I shout,
My words to the sky without a single fear,
I hold my words so very dear,
They’re worth my life,
And all my strife,
The pain went away,
When I began to write today.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2008
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