Writing

Originally Written: 23rd May ’07

My words are strange
I seem to only write about
the sad
Rarely ever is it happy
Then I thought
Why?
Am I so … disturbed?
As everyone likes to say
Were you right all along?
Then I thought
This way I am not sad
(sometimes)
This way I get to be happy
(sometimes)
Even if my writing is the one
who suffers.

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