UNTITLED
It's nice to be able to write again. I haven't done this for so long and I really know that there's something in me everytime I do this. Right now I don't know what is it but I'm sure, in time, I'll figure it out. I'm here again Writing with this pen Though it's not my intention To assess this emotion. God knows that when I write It's either black or white Maybe rainy or sunny Stable or tipsy. Yes there are reasons For my emotions or decisions Something's saying something The question is, "What's the meaning?"