I don't know much, all I know is that when I sit down with a paper and pencil in my hand, I start writing, it's an itch I get. I feel like I have to pour my soul out on this one piece of paper. This feeling that I get is a burning in my heart, it's a cry from my very soul wanting to be free. I feel like this is the only place it can be free. Outside it's scary, they laugh at me, they mock me, just for expressing what I feel. I say I don't care, but in the end, they win. Finally I found a place where I won't be laughed at, where there are people just like me. Finally, I feel safe.