This Is How I Feel About Writing: Pt. 1 & 2

Noah Malice

I wake up and I'm this

I shake up some of that

I take a shot but miss

Every target I aim at

 

All the people in the street don't look at me

They have lives to live and they're in a hurry

I'm sitting now because I want to write it down

But I can't think of words good enough to show around

 

This is hard

This is hard

This is hard

But I say, "I can do it; I'm a superstar."

 

I put on a song

A few minutes long

And I like the words but I can't use them because someone already did

Someone already has

 

It isn't fair

This isn't fair

Nothing is fair

But I pull myself together because they're starting to stare

 

Alright, enough fooling around

You're in the middle of town

Put your pen and paper together now

And write something worth reading down

 

Did you ever see a more beautiful thing

Than the light between those angel wings?

Spread them far and flap them too

Maybe one day something good will come to you

 

How could you dream a more beautiful thing

Than the sound of those delicately singing birds?

If you try to make amends and spend more time with your friends

Maybe one day you'll sing such beautiful words

 

One day you'll fly out of here

One day all the crowds will cheer

And one day you might just sing

Something good enough for the birds

 

All the pretty words go to the birds

All the pretty people flock and say

Nothing is going right here

But I'd like to stay anyway

  • Author: Noah Malice (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 12th, 2018 11:37
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 30
  • Users favorite of this poem: Michela Vismara
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

✔ Receive the ebook in seconds ✔ 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments3

  • Michela Vismara

    So true hahaha and beautiful poem at the end x

    • Noah Malice

      Thanks! This was a mess really.

    • Frogspoetry

      This is a really beautiful poem.it truly is how I feel when I sit and try to force myself to write.So I don't.When it flows out of me,is what I feel I am meant to write.

      • Noah Malice

        Thank you. :^) I feel the same way apparently.

      • Lorna

        Gon this poem is like a butterfly dancing from flower to flower trying to find the best pollen - and it will!



      To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.