What to write about...

October 11, 2011
As I sit beneath this tree
Pen and paper on my knee
I struggle to write the perfect poem
To make myself to the world be known

My attempts on my paper are a mess
Yelling to the world of my distress
My writing hand is growing numb
Now I think that this idea is dumb

For I have been sitting here for so long
I don’t know whether it’s dust or dawn
I am on the verge of ripping my hair out
Because I still don’t know what to write about





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