Why I Write

This is a little story an essay I wrote to rescue me from the boredom of a long road trip about why I write. Enjoy and comment 🙂


So I have a notebook or a binder that I carry around with me everywhere. Well, almost everywhere, A lot of people ask me why I carry a notebook around. I look at them and tell them that I write a lot and have ideas for a poem or a story at random times. I have my notebook with me so I can write them down and don’t forget them. When I say this, some people look at me funny and then some people accept it. So, right now I’m going to tell all of those people who look at me funny, why I write. Hopefully they’ll understand me a bit better now.

First off, I will say that I write for a few reasons. I write to channel my emotions. I write so that I’m not bored. I also write to show who I really am. Or at least show the people who read my writing who I really am. So, in this little blab, or more like essay, I’m going to explain in a bit more detail the reasons that I write.

The first reason I write is to channel my emotions. If I didn’t channel my emotions into my writing, I would be a very moody and very stressed out. I know this because it’s happened before. When I get moody and stressed out, all I usually want to do is scream and cry. But, instead of screaming or crying, I put pen, or pencil, to paper. If I’m angry I will feverishly write something, which is usually a reflection of how I’m feeling at the time. Depending on how bad I feel, I can usually turn out a page to a page and a half of paper with things.

The second reason that I write is just to occupy my time. I’m a person that gets bored really easily. So, when I’m bored, I sit with my notebook and write something. That something is usually a poem or an internal monologue. The type of mood that I’m in usually determines if I write a poem or an internal monologue. My mood determines a lot of things. Of course, sometimes I’ll start writing and then become bored with my piece of writing. That’s usually when I end up with and unfinished piece of writing to be finished on a later date. Although, most of my pieces don’t get finished. I should probably stop doing that.

The last reason why I write is to show the world who I really am. Deep in the depths of my mind is a totally different me. I’m usually a cheerful person when I’m around people, but the true me is a depressed teenager. The only things that are to show for my depression is my writing. Most of my depressive pieces are poems. I seem to get my feelings out better in poetry.

so, for all of my haters and whatnot, this is for you. Now you know the reasons why I write. I hope you don’t think your time was wasted, because it really wasn’t.


Fire and Ice by Robert Frost

This is one of my favorite Robert Frost poems. You can read it and develop your own understanding to what Mr. Frost is trying to say.


Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.


Music for me

Is a very helpful tool

It keeps me sane

So I don’t act like a fool


It helps me

Express my feelings

And does

What words cannot


It is a friend

That will always be there

All you need is the right song

To make everything better


So the next time you

Are feeling blue

Turn to the music

It will help you through

About This Super Awesome Blog

This is a blog to showcase my poems and stories that I have written throughout high school. I’ll post on a schedule of different days. Here is the schedules as follows.

Monday: A favorite quote of mine

Tuesday: A self-write poem

Wednesday: Poem by a favorite author/ interesting poems I like

Thursday: An awesome story of mine

Friday, Saturday, and Sunday: Brainstorming and writing days!

I hope everyone enjoys 🙂