You say my work will amount to nothing,

And I’m everything without the written word.

But it’s the outpouring of my soul, my spirit, and it’s my dream.

You say time is precious and I do not need to waste it,

And I have no talent to invest valuable time in.

It’s not so easy giving it up when these words flow so straightforward and effortlessly.

Because it’s the expression of my soul, my spirit, and it’s my dream.

You say my work is worthless,

And my so called talent will pay the price.

Yet I will not surrender as long as these words continue to flow straightforward, directly and effortlessly.

I cannot give it up, even if it sacrifices my time and I pray it will not prove costly.

Because it’s the outpouring of my soul, my spirit, and it’s my dream.