What ever for?

Why do I write
when I write
but don't publish?
And with this analysis
what is it that
I'm trying to establish?
Why can't I just be,
and not react with words?
What good are the words
going to do anyway..!
My readers, if any,
just a bunch of nerds,
would just brush 'em away..
For them, and even for me,
some other time,
they will just be plain rubbish.

Too good!

Were all puns intended? Or just my imagination? Was the lovely voice real? Or just my imagination? Why not play along with my imagination and smile wide!!!! :-) Sometimes by my imagination, I love to abide! ;-)