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"Why write?"

What a question. If I would use sarcasm in understanding this question my answer would be without a doubt, Becuase I have to and I write because that is what we do at school, we write assignments, lessons, researches etc.. I have to write to be able to comply requirements and if I won't write I will fail and will never get to wear my toga. 

Nonetheless in simple understanding, I write since I would be considered illiterate if I don't and that goes for reading as well. I write given that I can, simple as that.

However conceding that I will dig deeper of what kind of writing this question would mean, then, I write not because I was asked to but because I want to. Very clear and simple answer nevertheless bounded with so many complicated reasons why I have a very strong desire to write. 

I just do!

The way things would always have been is never really what it may have seem but in writing all the words that my mouth wouldn't want to say will be seen although it is read. The face we let people is not really the face we have when I write. Each letters that forms to words, phrases to sentence and to paragraphs from a pile of thoughts that became a one single note is actually the piece of art we make when we couldn't find someone who truly understand us. The fact that all they think that I am strong so they never bothered to asked if everything's alright. And those who dare to read are actually the bravest ones, to see of how deep a  writer can be. 

The characters I create, the world I made is just one of the things that tells what person I am. They say you will never the person with the book he reads and so is writing. You will know her deepest self through reading her works. 

I write and it is my life.

I write to relieve my stress. 

I write to ease the pain from my circle that has been cutting.

I write to enjoy lone time.

I write to tell.

I write not minding if anyone would bother to read it as long as I write.

I write when no tries to listen to my heartaches.

I write, I write, and write because it is a gift God gave to me.

I write to comfort myself.

I write and I love too. 

I really do, how about you?



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