If you may, I'd like to know <br />Why it seems, as if I don't get this poem thing <br />I try all different styles <br />Yet, the same odd message rings <br />I know I'm far from the best <br />probably will never give it a rest <br />But I really think some of my poetry stinks <br />I have others still set aside <br />But I'm very ill about showing <br />It's as if no one ever knows what's been wrote out <br />I do take quite some time <br />And there is thought which I do put behind <br />But you all just leave it as if I've committed some kind of crime <br />I'm not here to fool around nor to play games <br />I've got that kind of stuff all around my house <br />If only you knew <br />That is true <br />With what I do is turning me blue <br />I simply just don't understand <br />How you all take some kind of joy <br />As if you are on top of a cake <br />When you rate <br />you rate only formation <br />I don't really care for this site <br />It has a group pouring a foundation <br />So if I do not write in such your way <br />I am just a bore to too many who are touching my core <br />Surely you may see or read my point this time <br />Maybe the only time I can do this deed <br />Yet I do read what some of you write <br />And it gives me quite a sight <br />But I do believe I do not see what is the ease <br />I like complexities, not just everything spelt out for me <br />Maybe I'm an analyst, not a poet<br /><br />Jodilee Duke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-whom-it-may-concern-3/
