I'm not about to be poetic
I'm not about to hide
Themes, morals, or lessons
Into a few lines or stanzas
I'm not going to talk of rain,
And how each drop is freedom.
I'm not going to speak of lightening,
And how each strike is of fear.
Instead, I'll just write
As if you're right next to me
As if you truly cared
For my scrambled thoughts