What should I write about?
I can't seem to think.
My poetry talent is filling with doubt,
It seems to be as bad as my lackluster "wink"

Maybe I will write about my life?
How much I love who I am.
I could write about my strife,
Or how I strike life like a battering ram.

Those all seem so "cliche"
I need to think DEEP.
Should I write about today?
Or how I didn't get any sleep?

No one cares about those things...
But what can I make interesting?
I cold exaggerate my love life...
Nope, that wouldn't be anything.

All right. Here we go. I'll write what first comes to mind.
I will close my eyes and wait,
And hope there is something to find.
Just set my thoughts strait...

Roses are red,
Violets are blut,
This prom won't work,
Maybe I should write a haiku

Okay, I admit it!
I can't write poetry.
But maybe someday Ill gain wit
And create wonderful comedy.