Why I Write?

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Why do I write?

Why do I feel the urge to put together words to make a story?

Why do I write when I don't even crave attention, validation, praise or fame?

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I write because I know it's not true. It's fiction, it's unlike my real life, it's unlike my real world.

When I write, I know it's not going to come true, not that easily.

But at least a girl can dream...

Eventhough she knows her dreams will shatter, and the shattered remains will hurt so bad, that love is the biggest lie that I've ever penned down, that I hate myself for telling lies to myself and I hate myself for still believing it.

But,

Atleast here I get to dream.

Also, because I don't have anyone to speak to about my dreams, my fictional world.

I'm tired of being left on read, being left unheard.

But when I write, I do not care about that. I get to create a world where I have the security to express myself without needing attention.

Pain is central to what I write. To remind myself that even in the fictional world, pain remains a constant factor. There is no escape from it.

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I'm not just any writer. I don't want millions of views, published works, fame, awards.

I just want to stay here, in the fictional world for a while until real life takes me away from my love for writing.

Until pain overpowers every sense of mine.

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13/5/2024

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