LITERANIUMS

xiv

In this world full of chaos, you'll see me writing.

In this noisy world, you'll see me writing.

Writing has been part of me. It became my best friend. I see it as a form of coping with difficult times, expressing my feelings, and reminding myself of good things.

And yes, I was born to write people.

People who have been a part of my life.

People who broke my heart.

People who just want to bring me down.

People who just want to ruin my life and my passion.

People who control my life.

People who disrespect me.

So, expect that you'll read yourself in my pages.

I'm quiet but I'm very loud in writing what I felt, what I saw, what I experienced.

So why are you telling me that I shouldn't write about you?

Do you expect me to just keep quiet?

Well, you're wrong. You'll maybe bleed or be thankful afterwards.

You can't blame me for what I write about you because I am literally describing on how you treat me.

You shouldn't be afraid, right?

The pain I went through must be written.

The memories I want to share must be written.

You can't stop me because I was born for this. I was born to write.

I'm not afraid to speak up and be a voice for people who have gone through the same experience as mine.

Speak up.