Writer

Are you a poet?
 
Some say I’m one
 
Are you in the business?
 
It’s hard to break through.
 
Anyone who is anyone cant see you.
 
Are you a star?
 
Do you mean like the ones in the sky?
 
Yes, are you a star?
 
Maybe a twinkle in my family’s eyes.
 
What have you done?
 
Not enough, I guess.
 
My work is not recognized.
 
I will do my best.
 
Why don’t you change your style?
 
Do you mean change who I am?
 
No just your writing style
 
Again, change who I am.
 
Why not just a little?
 
A little is too much.
 
I’ll be hiding in shadows.
 
And there are enough shadows around us.
 
I’ll ask you a question.
 
Alright, go ahead.
 
Why are you a writer...reporter?
 
That is who I am when I get out of bed.
 
That’s funny.
 
What’s funny? Tell me, please.
 
I should change the way I write and convey a story.
 
To make you feel at ease.
 
Is there anything else you want to say?
 
Yeah, I do.
 
I’m a poet, writer, lover, friend.
 
I cannot change what comes to me.
 
Stifling my creativity.
 
I may be raunchy, rude, crude and downright harsh.
 
But everything I do comes from the heart.
 
Don’t read what I write.
 
It may not be for you.
 
But I’ll keep writing.
 
To thine self be true.