I used to always be sad and depressed until writing entered the scene
And now i scribble religiously as if to not do so is a sin
Everyday i plant my ink onto paper and hope it sprouts and blooms like a lilly in a vase
Sometimes in rhythms and intricate rhymes, other times in free verse
At times i just write for some closure and a feeling of being safe
But mostly i try to have fun with the words, like finding the biggest wave to surf
And when i finally put pen down it's like I'm as free floating as a bird
To me that's a day well spent, then it's time to retire and go to bed.