Im not good
Im not good nor great at poetry
But when i read other peoples poetry
Its like looking at the night sky
I see the constellations up high
And then i start contemplating my complications
Of how i write
Is it good enough ?
A pencil in my hand
My nose crunching
My eyes rolling
My palms are shaking
I have to much on my mind
When i think of words to write
I see the ocean waving on the sand
But im the one on dry land
I run blank for miles to think
What do i say, what shall i write
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