I don't know!
I can't think!
It won't show!
My thoughts stink...
What to write?
A sonnet?
My mind fights
Rhymes...bonnet?
I can't write good sonnets!
I don't even know how!
I can't boldly flaunt it!
Think of something grand now!
In my turmoil I did it;
Not knowing I was a poet.
About "I Didn't Know I Was a Poet": This poem is about not knowing what to write. In the next page, there will be another sonnet called "Can't Keep Caged", which is essentially the same sonnet, but it's about the exact opposite thing: knowing exactly what to write.

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Pure Poetry Pt. 2
PoesíaA collection of the poetry I wrote during the 2024-2025 year.