Born to Write

I was born to write
Yes, it’s my birth right
As I grasp my pen and ink overflows, my paper is suffocating
As my hand struggles to live up to my expectation
What happened to education
Oh I am lost in confusion
I hope this is all just a misinterpretation
Whatever happened to inspiration? Motivation?
Lets blame it on the television
And these words come alive in a lyrical form
And thats how I know it’s not just a poem
But a beat of life
As these words flow in riddles
My mind untwists misunderstood concepts
These concepts create a rhythmic movement from my mind effortlessly
Ever so free
This is not to make sense
I’m an entertainer
Let each line be a lesson
Let me give you a reason
To listen.