How do you write about love,
When you’ve never been through it,
How do you write about pain,
When you never felt it,
Poetry is an extension of me,
Of all of the love,
All of the pain,
Every emotion is in my words.
From the love I found,
To the pain I caused,
Poetry as there.
Through the broken hearts,
And beautiful smiles,
Poetry was there.
Poetry is me,
And I am poetry.
