The WHY

I found a new way to type

It’s lots of fun to do

There’s a couple tricks to it

I’ll show you a few

If something makes you cry

And you want to say goodbye

Just take a computer and try

Typing out WHY

Get out all the hatred

The doubt and the fear

In all caps with no punctuation

Words are always here

Then save the words for later

Take them out when you feel sad

And remember everything else that breaks you

And then you won’t feel as bad

Because whatever makes tears

Isn’t what appears

Because that’s just one of your fears

Inside an ocean of hurt

Then send this to someone

Tell them to give it a go

At midnight

So they already know

You’ve tried this trick before

It makes you feel empty inside

But don’t take it from me

Maybe I just lied

Give it a go, sport!

Go on, have a try!

Tell me how the words affect you

Because I feel ready to fly

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I got the inspiration from this poem from videos of characters with white, cartoon gloves who bounced to the background music. I enjoyed writing this poem because of its dark, bitter feel. While the poem drips of sarcasm, it is also brutally honest. It explains the turmoil that most people face when hiding emotions, and while writing has always been one of my outlets, I suggest to do exactly as the poem says. Open a new page, a new document. Hit the caps button or ready your pencil. Furiously type or scribble out everything you’ve held in, every dark little secret and frustration that plagues your thoughts. Destroy it afterwards. Delete it. Burn it. Shred it. Whatever you do, just make sure it kills the anger. Go on, sport. Give it a try.