This is me to a T.
I've been a seller all my life. Buying and selling way before EBAY ever hit the scene.
But it's not what I want from life.
From the age off 10 (I'm now in my mid 30's) I have always loved writing.
Words how they play.
How the beat the sound of life and imagination.
How they wonder and wonder, and ponder and sew.
How the and, an the "," Feel as though, special, when above they do not prevail or fail to degree with thought and passion.
How signs and linguistics, pain the sorrows of a hearing gaze.
Words are my sculpture.
But without a sympathetic ear, I am lost.
An without you, I will never find that ear!
Please upvote me.
Please I beseech you, I do pray.
Please with wisdom do I call on thee.To find me this lost entity, in a sea of words.
Don't shun me and plague me with definition, without sustenance.
For my goal is the ears of many.
To impasse the cause and free the mind.
Please seek for me your wisdom.
You hold the key to release me from the pit.!