What I Write
What I write
Sometimes is bullshit
And not so good
I’ll write for you
Because it’s about you
Or maybe about me
Or that cute girl
From the other night
I’ll never see her again
I hate what I write
But I fucking care
About what you think
Of what I write
A disaster
Waiting to happen
But it might turn out nice
Hopefully you’ll like it
And
Maybe you won’t though
I’m afraid
At the thoughts
I transfer onto paper
For what it might lead to
Or where it ends up
Someday
What I write
Will make sense
Or someone
Will relate to it
Until then
What I write
Is what I write
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