Freedom

Enough of the sadness
i enjoy my words
when I write I’m in
a wholeeee new world
when people see me they think this or that
but reading my poetry with no picture you couldn’t capture that
ive heard I’m scary looking
ive heard I’m a drunk
ive heard I don’t self love
honestly I don’t give a fuck!
he say she say
but who knows better than me 
I’m a person with pain
who finds love I poetry
when I type my fingers don’t stop
words Run through my head
i send the poem I wrote not taking a second glare 
I said what I said 
I feel how I feel
thats poetry
its something for fucking real