Who do I write for?
Is it odd that I write for myself and no one else?
Does an artist paint for himself or for the world to see?
Does a musician create music to method his own madness or for someone else to listen?
I think a true artist is selfish. It is only then he can instill true selflessness in his work. Be honest. Be true to his passion. Untainted.
What do I write for? Immortality.
Meeting my old self, after several years have passed by. Recollecting words captured in faded ink.
Leaving your thoughts behind. Only to be discovered by someone else.