Do I write poetry?

Poetry can be an expression,

or it could be a confession.

Maybe of serious depression,

or maybe about the recession.

Are they really poetry,

these words that I write?

Is it really poetry,

when it causes a fight?

But I write poetry

to get the anger out.

I write poetry

when I feel like a lout.

But when my anger is discovered

by a nosy friend,

How can the feeling be recovered,

when poetry brought the end?

But still I write poetry,

to write my emotions down.

Still I must write poetry,

to get rid of my frown.

Sometimes it is happy,

sometimes it is sad.

Often it is snappy,

Sometimes it is mad.

But I cannot stop,

For I have an itch in my brain,

the poetry will just pop,

And I cannot refrain.

And so I write poetry,

If you can call it that.

I must write this poetry,

else my head won't fit my hat!!

The End