Paris

I came to Paris to learn and be inspired.
And I was. I truly will miss it.

The first day was great all was well.
I learned a lot of information.

The next day I started wandering, exploring.
I found a little shop where I bought some inspiration.

I was a new person full of anger, rage and pain.

I was told I was a genius.
I said screw it!
I'm just a person expressing my feelings.

I began to learn more about myself.
I put it down on some paper with a pen in my hand.

I began to write nonstop then,
I left Paris for a little while.
It was then that I lost my inspiration and my love...