My favourite side to me.

I'm no good with tools,
I can't craft you something special with my hands.
Cause I'm a words man.
And I can craft just about anything with words.
Make something beautiful?
Something sad?
Something special,
With my brain.
Even though I am a little insane.
I can bring a story together,
Like folding paper planes.
And they fly around you and I.
Until our thoughts colide.
I work with words daily.
I rarely speak,
But often think.
Inside my brain is paradise to me,
As I search through my thoughts.
It's a special feeling for me.
Words are my company,
Telling a story is my passion.
And I just wanted you to see,
My favourite side to me.



..::FreedomPoet::..
     N.J.T