| I get it, You don’t like me, You don’t like the writing style I have tried creating, One letting everyone into a path of darkness, “It’s too scary”, “It’s too dark”, But you are the one who told me for my writing, To have a rhyme or reason, But when I do as you say, You see it as treason, Holding me back to the past, Holding me into the darkness, Because darkness is comfort, Since we paint amazing visuals with our words, And I know what you’ll tell me, “It’s not about how you write, It’s about the story you tell”, But when I try to write something positive, You trash the idea, You tell me its a dumb story, You tell me I need to be a better writer, You say you hate the style its going in, “Too much positivity”, “Not enough reflecting”, “No real story for people to relate to”, So I get it, You hate me For me being me |
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British Writer on American Soil 
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