A poem based around how I think and how I write.
My thoughts are always racing,
And as fast as my mind goes.
Whenever I pick my pen up,
I just leave the words to flow.
Its totally spontaneous,
And completely out of the blue.
I don’t plan my work at all,
I just let the words comes through.
I’ve always been compulsive,
I write as fast as I react.
But that’s not always a good thing,
As I often end up way off track.
But my words are always true,
And they reflect me crystal clear.
An I’ve always been an honest man,
Even when I was on gear.