WHAT DEV MEANT TO SAY (poem)

I don't write for you

I write for what my soul can no longer hold

And humans are a little bit narcissistic

So before you switch to the next track

I don't mean for that to sound like I'm bitin' you in the back, rah

Or like feelings are somethin' that I lack, no, in fact

Feelings are somethin' that I have in surplus

So much so that I've gotta have a way

To free the voices among us

So I write, and I write, and I write

And I write in surplus

These intrusions can't also be distortions

Havin' these conversations on a page is a must

And they kind of sound pretty

When they're comin' out one by one

And so these thoughts that used to claw at each other

Give way on a page

Letters clung together

Leanin', containin' rage but together

So it kind of sounds like faith

Faith sprung from a mind that spun

Left spewin' sickly thoughts

That have somehow been caught

Wiped and turned into recreational fun

Calmin' poems that used to be thoughts on the run