I'm a writer.
Do you know what I could do?
Do you understand what I am capable of?
Are you aware?
I am an author.
I am who I am.
I could write about you.
I can describe you exactly as you are.
I am capable of causing discord.
My thinking is captureable.
My thinking is intelligent.
I'm brilliant.
I am capable of writing stories.
Movies
dramas
Serries
I can write about your lifestyle.
Your dirty laundry.
You're nuts.
I can write about anything.
Regarding your pets,
about what you cook or
about where you live
your connections, and so forth.
Respect me.
Otherwise, I'm capable.
I am capable of describing you.
I can describe you.
About the Creator
Gloria Penelope
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Comments (5)
Scary!
MHMMM i felt this, almost like a mic drop at the end. loved it
Kind of scary but most writer's are keen observers of life around them. Good stuff!
I love this! We all feel the same way!
Beyond perfect and relatable