My Bagful of Trash...!!!!!

I really cant fight my own demons

Guess I'm Too weak to be a Fighter

So I have started out on this journey

The journey to become a Writer...:-D

My mind is full of crap

So my words may be a bit crappy

But I dont care a damn

Coz the writin shit really makes me happy

So much in me that I wanna express

So many people that I need to address

I just wanna spend a day

With a mind that is blank

A mind that has zero percent stress

So I write..coz it relieves me from my stress

It terminates all the pressure

I write as if it is my sole aim in life

I write,whether at work or at leisure.

I have thoughts that are infinite

Fighting for a place inside my brain

It's like a war inside..day in & out

So When I go to bed..I feel like a warrior slain

So I write coz I have paper aplenty

And my desktop also has a lotta space

One by one I fit my thoughts

Hoping that finally each one has its own place

I am not evil, I tell myself

I maybe misunderstood...and a little bit evil

The lines above have been copied from a T-shirt

Coz in Today's world of Mix,Mash & Pure trash

Being authentic sounds pretty much Medieval

So I write coz I wanna prove that I'm right

To who else but myself

Oh Yeah..!!!

I wanna make a book outta all this junk someday

And place it on my shelf...:-)