SO I WROTE

I write, I write
And write some more
But what’s this, there’s no words
What should I write?
To get my grade right

Probably not this
But this is how things is

To do or not to do
Or may I say
To write or not to write
That is the question
Or is it not

I am guilty
For I have written this on the spot
Now I am here stressing my mind
Trying to find a plot

Oh
I write, and write
And move my pen with great might
As people look at me in spite
Of my work
I feel like a dork
My expressions blowout like a cork

I’m writing and writing
And writing some more
As I look at this poem
Like if it was a dirty hor-
rible piece of writing

Me and my pen are constantly fighting
We would make beautiful writing
But it seems like we’re just not uniting
I strike the paper like lightning
But it seems like
I’m just not good at
Writing, writing, writing