The pencil was taken
"Wrong hand, girl!"
Into the other hand it went
"This is the correct hand!"
I pick up another
Two now in my left hand
I look up
"Is this correct now?"
This is not my best poem. In fact, it's horrible. I basically forced this out because it was for an assignment in school last year. As a lefthander, I was always getting corrected by my teachers, and my current teacher refuses to accept the fact that I write with my left hand, continuing to put me on the right side of the desk.
It will get better, really. Growth, you know.
~H.T.
YOU ARE READING
transcriptions
Poetrypoetry is like transcriptions of songs aka my interesting collection of poems i've written throughout the course of this year (and one from last year)
