I've decided to be a full time blogger.

I was thinking about the things people can leave behind in this world.

And it reminded me of something my hs english teacher once said.
"No one takes words more seriously then a writer."

I agree. Writers notice things about the world that are hidden to the naked eye. They see a moment and recreate it so a reader can envision it in their mind.

Then the question popped into my head.
"Am I a writer?"

I mean i've written these blogs for some time now. But does anyone really read it? Does it count if you have no fans or followers?

Do my words matter?

Which has lead me to this. I am making the conscious decision to become a full time writer.

Because I have these words stuck inside me,
and at times I feel them beating on my chest from within
making my heart race
and i'll want to scream
but i'm too scared to scream
too scared of what the world would think
the fear
felt too great
and it silenced me towards a weary fate

but its odd how different I feel now
how the fear has melted and and ease has replaced it
so the ease leads me to these keys
and these keys spell out these words
as I type them on this digital page
to share with the digital world.

I won't know if the reader is a boy or a girl
but reguardelss of the gender or age or perspective
I'm sharing my thoughts
expressing my sorrows
in hope you can relate and feel better about tomorrow.