Why I Write, Part x+1

I once wrote a poem.
I put my heart into it, some.

It was passionate, and
Appreciative, Altruistic,
Broad, Brazen, Bombastic,
Bipolar: Balancing Baggage.
Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful
Friendly, Courteous, Kind,
Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty,
Brave, Clean and Reverent.

And all that Bullshit.

I believe I closed with the words:
All of You out there,
Who are reading this (or not):
Thank You.
You
Are Why I Write.

Well, guess what:
So am I.