"My Notebook and Editor"

Sitting in my room,
Feeling depressed and annoyed.
Wanting to get revenge on the people who made it this way.
But all I do is lay on my bed with a pencil in hand
Writing how and what I feel inside of me in my notebook.
When done I feel relived that I expressed myself without being judged,
except for one person, my best friend.
She reads them and revises them without hesitation.
After reading she then understands what kind of day I'm having, excellent or
terrible.
When I recieve them back with corrections already done, I pin them to my
wall so whoever comes in my room can read my poetry wall.
Friends come in and read I have written,
Amazed on how well I write, but also the credit is due to my editor.
But when a poem is finished another one begins in only mere seconds.

~Queen~
 
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