May 2020
I'm a part time poet
I fall between the lines
Constant comparison
Leaves my ink well dry
I rarely read your work
I may seem nonchalant
Just hit the heart button
My one form of response
Vocabulary is TINY
No matter how I try
Doomed to research words
Regularly makes me cry
I could respond with kindness
Of words I know completely
But I feel that's not enough
So hit the heart discreetly
I fall between the lines
Constant comparison
Leaves my ink well dry
I rarely read your work
I may seem nonchalant
Just hit the heart button
My one form of response
Vocabulary is TINY
No matter how I try
Doomed to research words
Regularly makes me cry
I could respond with kindness
Of words I know completely
But I feel that's not enough
So hit the heart discreetly
I once felt part of this HP family. But the more I read of your words, the more self-conscious I became of my own. Once again I wasn't good enough. My ego won and I only read silently from then on....
