You should write poetry.
What's that? You can't.
Sure you can. Everyone can.
You have problems, I'm sure.
Need someone to listen?
I'll do you one better.
Let the paper listen.
It won't tell anyone,
I swear it.
Tell your heart's emotions.
Watch the ink flow from that pen.
It'll listen again and again.
Share your secrets.
Who will it tell?
Tell of your desires.
It won't think you naive.
Speak(Write) of your flaws.
It won't call you imperfect.
Let it know your differences.
It won't call you different.
Always come back
It will always be there.
Fly through those pages,
Burn through that ink/lead.
It will say but one thing:
"Please, tell me more."

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