A Poet's Conclusion

I feel like poetry is an extended metaphor of me
The point you never know what your gonna write until your to the point your actually writing down with the pen feeling astounded
I don't know what I wanna be but I know that I'm gonna be and no matter what the end result is a masterpiece but the fear of walking these roads with no signs and the street names that's been stratched out make me feel like I'm walking blind and my friends tell me they street lights clear their signs and they read things like artist doctor or fighting crime and as. I shuffle down my road I keep starring at my blank signs I realize I never gathered a interest or talent to feel those blank lines and as I write these lines down my pen run out ink and I'm done making excuses for not knowing who I wanna be if I could tell the truth id say I just don't wanna be that's just like what it sounded like I just don't wanna be but I don't have no notes to give I'm gone give all of me into this word until they realize I was meant to be so I lick the the pen and scribble out till I see bits of ink and I come to the conclusion that poetrys the metaphor for me the one who doesn't know who he's gonna be until it's time to be.... But one thing is for certain it'll be a masterpiece