Swinging in circles and left to right.
A feeling so anxious it’s difficult to describe.
From joy to anger it’s all quite exciting.
Yes I want to be a writer and share a window to my mind.
But you can choose to reject me.
And cover my wall with little red notes.
Go right ahead.
They’ll remain posted for all to see.
I'll just swing a little faster.
And when those straps break loose… it will be OK.
A good writer always keeps her toolbox handy.
