The Best Poet Evar.
In these days
--and you’ll never believe me--
in these days,
someone took my words
and spoke them from her mouth
and wrote them with her hands
even before I was born,
they were my words.
I already knew them,
planned them out
sketched X’s where they should land.
My words. Mine.
Author's Note: A frustration at figuring out the difference between amazing poetry and dime-a-dozen emo poetry -- no matter how sincere, some poems will be cast aside as bad, and some will be good. Just thinking, sometimes a really good poem I never knew existed says what I've thought, but worded it better. And I'm gonna do that, someday. :)
--and you’ll never believe me--
in these days,
someone took my words
and spoke them from her mouth
and wrote them with her hands
even before I was born,
they were my words.
I already knew them,
planned them out
sketched X’s where they should land.
My words. Mine.
Author's Note: A frustration at figuring out the difference between amazing poetry and dime-a-dozen emo poetry -- no matter how sincere, some poems will be cast aside as bad, and some will be good. Just thinking, sometimes a really good poem I never knew existed says what I've thought, but worded it better. And I'm gonna do that, someday. :)