would you know why?
Has your life changed
Did you erase your creativity?
Would you stop for someone else?
Do you miss it?
These are questions I ask myself lately
Maybe I feel less happy
Not to write what I feel
No not everyone loves poetry
But must that be a reason for you
To never write again for yourself
Maybe someday I find my insparation again
Something happy after all these years
Could I ever leave my sad times?
Do I have to erase it or embrase it?
Now I have reached the age of 25
It feels like I have a whole life behind me
And a whole new life to fight for
But is it weird to ask what am I fighting for?
I am scared not to know what is gonna happens next
So many questions that are unanswered
For now I hope someday I can write for myself again