Sometimes, he writes without a purpose
No plans in his head
No stories to be told
And yet he can feel it in his chest
The "urge"
To scribble it all away,
Whatever's there on his mind
Sometimes, he is confused
He doesn't know what to write
And when to write it
And why should it matter
For them to read what he's written
Sometimes, he struggles,
Struggles to resist
The urge to say it all
Struggles to take the risk
Of penning down
What must be shared
*Also read: The Writer
No plans in his head
No stories to be told
And yet he can feel it in his chest
The "urge"
To scribble it all away,
Whatever's there on his mind
Sometimes, he is confused
He doesn't know what to write
And when to write it
And why should it matter
For them to read what he's written
Sometimes, he struggles,
Struggles to resist
The urge to say it all
Struggles to take the risk
Of penning down
What must be shared
*Also read: The Writer
:) :)
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