There is a poetry contest at school.
I'm not sure what to enter..
anything too depressing would make them want me to talk to someone.
Anything too..too..too..I don't know.
I don't want to have to try to write to fit their standards.
Yet it has to be acceptable.
Oh how I wish that at time like now, I was able to write pretty poems about flowers and smiles.
Yet how boring would I be if I were that person?