Para mi

Sometimes
I write a line
For him or her or you
Then other times
I scribe my rhymes
Because I'm feeling blue

Or strange, or tired
A little wired
Hung out on a ledge
A bit in doubt
With no way out
Save for jumping off the edge

If a verse
Seems a tad terse
Doesn't mean it's about you
If full of love
From on high above
It's not for you-know-who

I like to say
What makes the day
Or catches my mind's eye
What stirs the soul
Or makes me whole
Don't know the reason why

But I understand
It won't read as planned
In a different light
I mean no harm
Can we be calm
Please, let's not fight

For every word
That's read or heard
Is selfish, can't you see
For every dotted i
I can't deny
Is mostly para mi