It’s been a while

My mind has been blank

and so has my paper 

the pen in my hand has just been to heavy to carry

i used to write on here to impress old people and get excited at their long exaggerated feedback

that was kind of mean but truth, kindness is something i usually lack

I just know how to rhyme words that express thoughts and create mumble jumble

Is this me trying to be humble? 

i feel like this write represents the way my brain argues with myself everyday

My insecurities fighting with my pride that’s just trying to stay out of the way

My lover has left to the army and my life is dull and gray

so excuse my depressive episode and pretend you’re blown away

life has been pretty uneventful these days and my ambition is somewhere in the lost and found

i’ve been trying to make myself write in this time of pitifulness, so maybe you’ll se my poems around 

Thanks for reading this terrible cluster of words, i might get better so don’t lose hope

or i won’t