They told me to write a poem
but not what about.
They told me to write it from the heart but I didn't know what I felt.I didn't have an idea
so I continued thinking
about something to write.
These thoughts were not sinking.I wasn't taught the meaning
of how to be a poet.
I was just given in assignment
and I still don't know it.So I won't continue writing
even if Miss tells me to;
I guess I'll get a F
For something I will not do.Sometimes you are the poet,
and sometimes you're not.
I wasn't blessed with that mind,
and I'm glad I was not.Because if I was
people would be crying,
my mind is a terrible place
that I don't mind hiding.
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryThis is mostly my poetry but some are not. My poetry is pure trash, but hope my random writing entertains you.