I wanna write poetry
For you not me…
I wanted to make art in the form of musical calligraphy.
For you not me…
I wanted my words to be heard.
For you not me…
I wanted to bear my soul and reveal pains untold but the words I could not behold.
For you not me…
Then a tear fell upon the page and I came of age as a protege.
I opened the eleventh door and found the person I was meant to write poetry for in the form of musical calligraphy.
Not for you but me…
Xen 