Poems

Pen And Paper Pen and paper Whether its my art or my words, I use pencil, And paper, So that's what people see it as, Pencil and paper, They don't see the work, The erased marks, The time, Effort, Stress, Profectionalism, They just see a neat little artwork that could be better, While I stare at the mess ups, Things that are sloppy, They praise it with two words, Always the same, "Pretty good" Pretty good? I think to myself, Remembering the hours of practice it took to be "pretty good", No no... It needs to be great I practice more, Every day, Thinking about "Pretty good" But no matter how much I practice, How much my hand cramps, It'll always be "pretty good" Never great, Amazing, Or beautiful, Just "pretty good" how did you like my poem? do you have any feedback? by heheheha7 only on talkie

I wrote a poem called Apologies apologies sometimes I feel as though I need to apologize, I don't know why, maybe it makes me feel less cocky, maybe it makes my friendships less rocky, but what if I sound desperate, desperate for friendship, desperate for love and attention, that's bad, it makes me sound weak, but I can't help it, can't help but apologize. by heheheha7 only on talkie