Why I Write

An activity we did in Literary Magazine :3

Before now, I never really thought of why,

It's just one of those things I do without reason.

Why not just do something for the sake of it?

Without inflicting harm, I see no foul.

But maybe that's just my lack of completion.

I hardly put thought into myself.

Why would I, when others are juicier?

Well, nothing wrong with self-analyzation...

Back when young, it was just something I preferred.

I couldn't speak coherently, so it was my communication.

When my speech improved, my hands grew lazy.

Where any words of magic originated, that was where they stayed.

By the course of positive peer pressure,

I've made a decision;

Words birthed in my head should be blurbed again.

Why not?