Why Did I Become a Poet
I don't want to inflict myself on you
It would an awful thing for me to do
But these emotions fill me to the brim
I can no longer keep this anguish in
Then written down it's not so bad
Intriguing thoughts I may of had
Without asking people swing by
Engage with thoughts I felt should hide
Some become friends and talk to me
Ask my opinions, enjoy my company
Sharing the thoughts from my head
Brought me joy instead of dread
So I became a poet as I had no choice
The beauty is acceptance of true voice
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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