I have lost my sight,
my eye for the mundane
Forgotten the words that would spout
Without having to think and strain
I am trying hard
much too hard it'd seem
to do what i did well once
when no one took notice, but him.
Need i say more? I am slipping back into thinking that i am randomly writing. But then i tell myself that the point of this is not to become a writer but to just write.
One day out of ten i would write something i wont be ashamed of, other days i will embarrass myself.
So what!..
my eye for the mundane
Forgotten the words that would spout
Without having to think and strain
I am trying hard
much too hard it'd seem
to do what i did well once
when no one took notice, but him.
Need i say more? I am slipping back into thinking that i am randomly writing. But then i tell myself that the point of this is not to become a writer but to just write.
One day out of ten i would write something i wont be ashamed of, other days i will embarrass myself.
So what!..
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