I hate my poetry, straight after I write a poem,
shed tears whenever I read them in my head,
Cringe at old works, grinding my teeth at grammatical
errors. I shake in my nerves when I show someone
a piece. Feel like a failure, when their response is just,
"okay"

I roll my eyes at my basic rhymes, and hide myself inside
at unnecessary lines. I choke on my confidence
when I read out loud. My mind shuts on itself when
I can't express myself so well.

I grow envious of those who write better than me, and
sadly admiring greats, I can never come close to be.
I sigh at those making trends online, and awkwardly smile
for those who impress the entire crowd.

Some nights I hate to be a poet, and I know it.

Still none of these things will ever stop me from writing,
and all of those flaws, I proudly own them.
As in the moment; I love being known as one writing a
good enough poem.

Poetry brings all my insecurities, my fears and doubts.
But it also brings out all of my creativity, bravery, and emotions.

                          I love to write poetry. I love to be a poet.