Problems With Poems.

"Sitting here alone at night"
Man, am I pathetic.
Thinking of whats wrong and right
Trying to sound poetic.

The pens in hand and paper too
Writing down some words
Of what to say or what to do
But nothing seems to work.

The rhyming is a little off
If you didn't already know.
But giving up is not enough.
I'm not a quitter. So........

Here is a little poem
About knowing what to write,
Having troubles with them,
And staying up all night.

(I guess you can say that...this relates to life. Sometimes you don't know what to say...and sometimes words can't describe it. That's how I feel. I want to tell somebody something but, I can't find the words or the words don't seem to work. Sometimes saying nothing at all is the best way to go by it...but for now there are three little words that are good enough, I suppose. I love you, Isaac. I just wanted you to know.)