I Create - Poem by Anthony Levitt
Today I sat in my room wondering at the screen,
all my ideas about what i should write, images as real as dreams...
It didn't matter to me they were false because now I would make them true,
In a world where anything goes what limitations have you?
Sure there are rules and standards to obey,
but when we hear most of the news: 'OH MY GOD' more than often is the very thought we might say...
Of course everyones different and then the rules don't apply I mess up 'end ' and 'the' sense now no longer apply's...
I've done all this in a matter of minutes and soon you will have done something too...
the question is what? Where? When? How and possibly with who?
Meanwhile in your mind you know the truth simple no fear,
your reason's oh so different, me I create,
prehaps to you it isn't... so.... [clear]
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