I have been questioned if I don’t see
What is going on before me
It’s been said that people are afraid to write
 because the stars are not sitting quite right

They want to remove or put it in a box,
 Specific themes should be behind locks
I am silent more than I write
because I have so many things to do at night

Why I will not shut the door
restrain others from saying anything more
freedom of speech and of words
Freedom that is being fought for but is not heard

I tend not to write about politics and religion, you see
A lot of my views will confuse and not sit right with thee
I see the pain of those who write
They wait for comments, but they refuse to comment on others’ writes

Again, popularity is not the theme
All we want is to be read and be seen
I was told, “I don’t want them to say a word.”
Afraid they will not understand their words

I was told you’re being a prude
Let me express what I want
Now my words are misconstrued

So here it goes, I am going to say what I have to say
Because my mind is going this way

Write

Write about pain

Write about love

Write about feeling you’re going insane

Write about god or gods above

Write about what you see

Write about how things should be

Write about sex

Write about what comes next

Write about your fear of death

Write about the medication withdrawl

Write about you no longer walk but you still crawl

There is no lock on this door
No chains are bolting you to the floor
You think I do not see
You think I do not read

I am one out of many here to say
Your words have power
Do you understand what I say

If you reach one
Why must it be
That 1
Should be three

Fia is in more places and faces than you know

If you need me, I will do my best to show

(Hello, my fire starters. I hope you are well. I have been busy working on Stars Rite. Its funny how you can never please everyone, yet I still try)