Blah, blah, blah.
It’s just words on a page.
Who reads this stuff anyway?
You’ll never make the stage.
The compulsion to create.
The desire to dream.
We all have the itch inside.
The problem lies in the small fraction of those who abide.
Why is art so taboo?
Reserved only for the poor and the few.
We all have a story to tell.
And for some, you’d probably prefer to yell.
When will you have the courage to try?
Not like anyone is asking you to jump off a cliff and fly.
It’s those who are closest to us that can hold us back the most.
They can keep you from ever having the courage to write that first post.
But let me challenge you and say, “So what?”
If you have the itch, stand up and follow your gut.
Taking action is the only thing that’s gonna get you out of that rut.
“Oh, here we go, another one of these hype-poems from a closet creator.”
To that, I say, “My names on the site and the comment box is open, ya hater.”
I can promise you that this world would be better.
And “Tomorrow” really is just another word for “Never.”
What can you create today?
Can you put a pen to paper?
It’s funny how quickly your world can change when you discover that you,
Yes, I said you, might just be born to be a shaper.