Whenever I think of writing,
I think of beautiful and creative words.
May or may not be affecting the world,
But like animals, it effects us in herds.
It could give us a loving feeling,
May be even sad.
It might even make us think,
Think of anybody close, good or bad.
But it's always the author pouring their feelings onto paper,
Making us understand what or how they feel.
Indeed, it's a clever thought or passage,
But there may be things they'll never reveal.