this poem started with an idea
and it ends in a sudden self realization
that i am not a poet
even though i want to be
just because i write poems every day
does not make me poet
it's how i want everyone to see me
but i can't portray my life
through written word
or spoken, or sang, or any other form
of expression that the charter garuntees
i have only spent 10 minutes on that poem
and i have already given up
but my body is too weak to keep this up
so i need my rest
there is no point on staying up
so i can write that garbage
that will probably never be recycled
just crushed like my dream...
i can't afford to have too many
so i have only one
to be happy
and it ends in a sudden self realization
that i am not a poet
even though i want to be
just because i write poems every day
does not make me poet
it's how i want everyone to see me
but i can't portray my life
through written word
or spoken, or sang, or any other form
of expression that the charter garuntees
i have only spent 10 minutes on that poem
and i have already given up
but my body is too weak to keep this up
so i need my rest
there is no point on staying up
so i can write that garbage
that will probably never be recycled
just crushed like my dream...
i can't afford to have too many
so i have only one
to be happy