I know no poetry,
This is my prose
Of punctuated sentences,
short words I chose
a million ideas
expressed as one.
I know no poetry,
This is my prose,
Of sorrow and joy
saying goodbye
I love you
a million times
I know no poetry,
This is my prose.
I hate you, hate you
HATE YOU SO...
Why can't you listen?
I want to tell you the truth.
I am no poet.