Writing
It is hard sometimes to think of what to write, To turn this blank page, these pixels on my screen, into something. Something that means something. I write to be me, I write to let it all out, I write because the truth is talking is a lot harder than people would make me believe. But, I also write because some things need to be said, Need to be shared, Need to be discussed, Need to be. This world is an infinite of possibilities, An infinite of lives, An infinite of wonder. If we don’t write, don’t preserve, Then what is life? How are we to learn, b ecome bright? I write not necessarily to be heard, But because this is my life. M. H. (Raggy Writes - A Voice in 7 Billion)