Anna Hopper Poet Rhyme

Struggles of a Poet

How can I write 
As plain as day
But have no delight
In what you take away

I speak of the sky
A royal blue
You deep fry
My chosen hue

I struggle to say
I'm feeling pain
Your mind goes stray
My efforts are vain

I suffer through words
Bleeding in ink
You naively refer
Without a blink

You drop the ball
When I pitch a winner
A baritone, you call
When it's clearly a tenor

But what is a poet
One generating rhyme?!??
And if the reader did know it
Could it stand the test of time

I believe it should be
Thought provoking
Therefore it's clear to see
Why most are choking

So perhaps it's good
For many to question
To remain misunderstood
In the right direction

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