A Writer

People don’t like me. 
I could write about-
Being a writer.
What makes that true is…
People don’t like me. 
I write about crying, depression, and seasons. 
I write about things in this roundabout way. 
I write sometimes.
I write all the time.
In my room, they are watching me. 
Sometimes I’m fearless. 
Other times, people don’t like me. 
I write about strength, positivity, and perseverance. 
Sometimes, I take a walk. 
I’m a writer,
People don’t like me. 
Maybe that’s why.
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