What
• 11/27/20 at 10:25PM •What are the words, you now write,
full of platitudes, just didn't seem right,
like a shirt on your old body,
has shrunk again; now it's too tight.
Why writing these words, have become trite.
Try as I will; it is my plight,
to do better with all my might,
not writing these words, an oversight.