Writing

It's not just words, it's magic to me.

The only way I can let it go, without taking it out on myself.

It's always mine, please don't take it away anymore.t.

What if I took away your passion, just because I thought I could to relate to you?

You think you're so helpful, so beautiful, so kind.

But in reality, the only thing you want to do, is bring glory to yourself.

You've taken away the one thing I had, without a second thought.

And so I'll leave, you can have it, just like you take everything else.

But I swear to god, I'll take it back, and you'll regret everything you've ever wrote.