Some play music, other's dance, some teach ponies how to prance.
I am none of those. I write to clear my head, often times to process. It is a reflection of what many don't see in anyone, the things we try to hide. I can only hope you find room to identify with my words or find yourself slashing through your own. Some days I'll be whimsical, some days sad, so looking for patterns you'll find is a quite useless occupation.
Like what you see, or perhaps don't, but I'm here by choice so care I won't.