I stare at the blank page
It consumes me
It’s nothingness overwhelms
Perfection
Must do it perfect
Don’t touch it
You’ll ruin it
My mind confuses itself
Careful
Straight lines
Perfect lettering
Does it flow nicely?
Does it look good?
No
Erase it
Start over
Do it right this time
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Author:
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Comments1
I partially get this. there are things in my life where i have to be perfect but when i'm writing I tend to let my emotions flow and since im all over the place my writing is messy or weird. But I think this is a good poem i liked it.
Thank you (:
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