Ink on paper
lines and curves to those who only see
silence to those who only hear
if only you could listen with your eyes
see with your heart
interpret with your mind
then you might hear it speak
loud and bold, if it was meant to be
or just a whisper
but it doesn't necessarily means I'm weak
perhaps my audience isn't the whole world
just those who understand that I need to get something off my chest
and this pen/pencil/paper
is own'd by many
because its universal
yet, different styles, thoughts is what makes it unique
I write because I feel
even when I'm cold and numb
I write because I hurt
sometimes I need my space
cause you can be a pain in da ass
and I just don't wanna tell it to your face
I write because I think it's real
I write because it's fake
I was bored and I just made it up
words come and go
they float around in my heAD
and if I'm lucky, they rhyme
I write because I can't speak
I write because you won't listen
I write because I'm all alone and there is no one to look over my shoulder
I write because I learn from my mistakes as I grow older
I write because I want
and sometimes
I write for you
but most of all I write for me
i love this...can totally relate in my own unique way. this poem good as hell even if u dont think it. keep writing...ur #1 fan