I write for myself,
I’m just out here exploring,
I find it such fun.
So give it a go,
And watch, your few poems grow,
Into your own book.
As complex as simple is.
I guess its about me and what I am thinking
I write for myself,
I’m just out here exploring,
I find it such fun.
So give it a go,
And watch, your few poems grow,
Into your own book.
I feel like quitting,
Chucking it all in for once,
Where would I go then?
Then a great song plays,
Makes me smile and remember,
Good times and people.