Me? A Great Writer?
Thanks for the compliment,
Your words that you pounded out on the keyboard actually made my day. You were trying to think of how to hurt me.. and all you did was lift me up. See, I get a little self concious about my writing from time to time. I don’t know if people like how i express myself or if i should even pursue this dream of publishing a book. But honestly, after reading what you wrote… its inspired me to write more. I know you don’t understand… so let me break it down for you. The difference between a GOOD writer and a GREAT writer.. is that a GREAT writer can write about a beach he’s never seen, a woman he’s never met and a situation he’s never been in. A great writer digs deep inside to try and put himself in those situations without ever even being in them. He doens’t need to be kidnapped to know how it feels and he doesn’t need to see the most beautiful girl just to know what she’d look like and how she’d be… lets remember.. one of the greatest writers of music was deaf…. get my point?
So here i am debating whether i should retire my pen back to the box or if i should keep writing til my ink runs dry… then you came along. Telling me how bad it was for me to write about suicide and how my “stuff” was “disturbing”. All i could do was smile. See, everytime that “I” write “I” or “me” i don’t always mean “myself” I remember one of my first poems i put on here was about a kid hiding in his closet cause he was abused alot. I have never been abused and i haven’t ever been so close to suicide… but the fact that i can write with such power as to convince you that i’m serious.. made my year… Your comment was a work of art, i printed it out and know it hangs by my bed side… reminding me everyday that
“if i can make people who know me, think i’m someone else just by somethin i post.. then i must just be that damn good’
Oh, and just because you don’t put a name doesn’t mean i don’t know who you are. The way you write, what you said and the words you used all pointed out who you are… its kind of pathetic that i’ve forgotton about you.. so why are you still around? Are you mad because when i write about the “perfect girl” you know deep down.. it has NOTHING to do.. with you…. sad… but on the bright side… i guess you stuck around for a reason… to inspire me to keep writing… so… hopefully you’ll get the hint.. and this will be the last thing i write to you…
Thanks for the compliment…
