Oh i don't know why i write

oh i don't know
why i write
it is me
it been
there since i was 3
no one can
take it away from me

so many words fill my head
sometimes
i cant get to bed
oh it me
the writer in me

some times
the thing i write
don't turn out
the way i want
them to be

i scream and shout
and say that wrong
hell does it
sound like a song
oh lordy not
met to be

oh i don't know
why i write
it is me
it been
there since i was 3
no one can
take it away from me

all my life
when i write
sometimes
it dont feel
like me
who write
the words
on the paper
it feels
like
someone
elses
hand
not mine

i dont know
why this is in me
it must of been
put there
for something you see
hell i know
what it could be

when i write its
a three
person
in the coner of the room
that
putting the
words down
on paper
and not me
oh
its crazy but true

oh i don't know
why i write
it is me
it been
there since i was 3
no one can
take it away from me