Well

Just so you know

I just tried to write a sonnet
It didn't work out so well
Sonnets are hard

I mean
It had all of the requirements
The meter was there
The rhyme was there

But when I looked over again
The words didn't convey the meaning that I intended
They looked at me
Forlorn
Like I had forced them into their positions
And they didn't really belong
In that order
At that time

They looked so sad
I couldn't keep them there
So I set them free

Maybe I'll try again someday
Maybe not
Who knows
I know I don't