You can’t please people

My words might sound to some strange, or my rhymes maybe rough around the edges I only write what I can arrange, I don’t need to stand on any bridges sometimes I am not in my right state of mind, all my thoughts are scattered along the ridges But other times I glow bright like a star, or piece of art, in its fringes no matter how hard you try, you can’t please people even if your words are riches What your heart tells you is always right, so don't ignore your pain and look at the stitches Continue to write what’s on your mind and don’t stop as long as you’re writing hand itches Saleh Ben Saleh