Pretty Poetry

I don’t write pretty poetry. Life’s just not like that. Sometimes it’s high, Sometimes it’s flat. Love doesn’t run smoothly For we are human and frail And sometimes we succeed Most of the time we fail. We often hurt others Though not meaning to It’s just one of those things We unthinkingly do. We’d like maybe to say sorry But we’re hurting inside And admitting being wrong Clashes with feelings of pride. So, I try to be considerate Try not to insult or hurt, To stay in the background, Try not to self assert Try to be considerate In what I do and say Try to gain the most From every single day. So,I don’t write pretty poetry, Feet firmly on the ground I try to reflect daily life As it happens all around, That doesn’t need pretty poetry.