"Why do you like writing?"
"Why does poetry speak to you?"
"What drives you? What's your passion?"
Conversations we rarily have, more focused on the general stuff of things like...
"What's your favourite colour?" or "What's your favourite food?" Never looking deeper...
If you did maybe you'd see the pain hidden beneath... Maybe you'd find the answers to questions I failed to answer... Who knows you might find. the truth... You'd see i'm tired of the fights, fighting these battles like i'm a lone soldier against the wo7rld... You'd see how tired I am of having to express myself, when all it amounts to is nothing... Where's the sincerity in iit? The effort in it? Stuck in a place I myself do not know, so I rub ready to let go... For I realised i'm the only ibe fighting...