Typing away on your high-tech workstation
Paid for by best sellers,
Telling stories of young love,
About children.
Crafting a narrative,
Your ideal teenage love interest
Falling for your slightly flawed protagonist.
Saying that you write for the younger generation.
Is that true?
Or do you write for yourself?
Do you write the fantasies of your audience?
Or the fantasies of your mind?
The things you think about at night
Before you fall asleep.
Go get your award.
Writing of the romance you never had.
The boy you never found,
The girl that got away.
Go ahead.
Write the narrative where
You get them.
But don’t you dare claim
That it
Is for anyone
Other than
Yourself.