I feel like I should write today, But I lack my confidence ,not that I’m shy, But because you never believe in me, Never even gave me a pen or a paper, Never gave me a chance to pour my feelings,saying that poets are weak,
And I will write, Of how sad it is to live as a poet, Of how it is hard for a poet to express himself through his tongue, Of how it is hard for a poet to relate with others through his mouth, Of how a poet has to suffer in silence just because of his courage, Of how a poet lacks the love of a spouse because no one loves to read,
Or maybe I should write Of how HUMANS despise poets, saying that they are weak, Of how HUMANS hate poets,saying that poets only see the dark side, Of how HUMANS pessimistically criticize poets ,saying that poets lack emotion Of how HUMANS dump poets,saying that poets carry bad omen Of how HUMANS misuse poets,saying the world is for the strong
Or maybe I should write about me, Of how being a poet can make you feel as an OUTCAST, Of how being a poet can make you lack friends because you are a lone walker, Of how being a poet can push you to die with loneliness inside,