A False Truth

Jejune writings of mine 

don't 

impress me any more, 

but I can't refrain.

With the vanity, 

let me live with 

a false truth 

that I am a writer.

My aloneness is just 

like a bird of prey,

wants to clutch me 

to finish my life. 

Yes, 

I want to get rid of 

my aloneness, 

I don't want to gallop 

on the wrong path, 

I want to write 

even if 

it will be balderdash;

I want to live 

with a false truth 

that I am a writer.