Some people ask me... why write?
What make you wanna write?
You don't even publish it... so why bother writing?
I just don't know
The reason to write is not for others to read but for me to feel satisfied...
If there is a person who can read it.... that person must have something that makes me
want to share it.
It’s a passion that I can't show to others
It’s a love that I've been hiding inside
What I write... is what I think
What I think is what I am
And when I'm writing... I'm writing what I'm thinking and when I'm thinking it's all because I can't tell it to anyone...
Complicated? That’s me... I don't like when people point it out that I'm complicated
But if complicated make you understand me.... than I don't care...
Complicated, weird, choosey... well I'm okay with any of that... as long as I'm still known as nice and great I don't care if you want to add that I'm complicated.