Did you?

polkadotpudding Poems

Did you ever really see me Did you ever look past the fence I know I build one around me but for you I unhinged the lock and let you advance Did you size me up in a passing glance Did you throw me to the wayside when you found The opportune chance Did you check my resume and see a lack of Creative projects and weathered portfolios Did you dismiss my non-fine arts degree Surely a history major like me Had no flashy spark similar To your friends and artsy possy “I’m just a passionate person” I recall being your excuse As to why our failed romance Had to cease on cue Well sit down and listen up buddy I’m here to share a few thoughts You see writers like me Don’t paint pretty pictures Music doesn’t come from our fingertips and lips We don’t work on logos And I don’t have much of an eye for design But my passion is displayed When I take out my heart and dissect it For the very words that bleed out of My spiritual and emotional core I can be a creative god as well And sit upon your intellectual throne So make way for this writer’s words that form This little lady’s inner combat zone