Not A Poet

Imagine having everyone know your

Deepest thoughts

Darkest moments

All your mistakes

That’s what they do

They pour their heart out

And leave it all on the page

They have to form thoughts into words

Words into lines

And lines that fit together

Like a puzzle

They have the courage to speak up

To stand out

To wonder if someone is even listening

If they can do it

Then why can’t I?

Why can’t I pour my heart out

And leave it all on the page?

Who says that I have to put a label on

Getting my point across?

I choose to express myself freely

Poetically or not