What to write?
I can't decide what to write.
I never can;
I simply do.
I can wreck my brain for hours,
pondering and thinking,
so hard it hurts.
But that won't give me ideas;
no.
Yet the second my pencil grazes paper,
I am drowned with phrases, poems, and stories.
My options are as limitless as the universe itself.
When I write I am free to do what I want.
I am not held back by the chains of gravity.
I don't have to listen to anybody,
I am my own boss.
My writing doesn't have to be good,
or impressive.
I can be anything,
anyone I want;
wherever,
whenever.
I write to be free................
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aren't we all like this nice