Why I Write

I’m ride or die

Full of writer’s pride

Whether I was right or wrong

I wanted to right my wrongs

Which made me write my wrongs

I went from writing songs

To rewriting songs

To throwing writings away

My passion was riding away

I didn’t realize right away

I knew not my writer’s way

Music had the right of way

I found poetry and right away

I knew I had to write away

I just needed the right words

In order to write words

Hoping I never get writer’s block

Because it wouldn’t feel right to stop

Now everything I write is the rightest way

Never question why I write this way

What I write today,

Will inspire how the greatest writers will write their names

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