Finding escape in writing a poem.
Me and My pen
Opening my eyes, seeing the world
Observing life as it unfold
Feeling cold and empty
Wondering why I am not happy
There's only right and wrong
But why the confusion is so strong
Problems seems to tag along
I only wish this won't be long
As long as I have my pen
I know I could begin again
Writing give me peace
It put my heart at ease
Whatever struggles that may come
I know I could always overcome