Deleted User said 10 years ago:
Twenty six characters
Twenty six sounds
Brought together just the right way
To make words I wish I could say
A billion different ways
To make a billion different lines
These lines that sometimes
Find themselves in rhymes
Some days it’s still not enough
Some days it’s just the right stuff
A galaxy of thoughts
How could one ever make anything
Of these stars that you tell me
Are bears, hunters, dippers
Just stars, they are, just stars
Giant balls of gas and fire
Owning planets and moons
Each one an idea I can’t seem to grasp
Stardust into words, of me you ask?
I’m just a kid, not made of magic
To tell you that I love you
To tell you that I hate you
To tell you who I am
To tell you who I’m not
I try and I try
So hard to tell my stories
Restricted by structures
Please help! Is all I can cry
I’m not a poet, can’t write with splendor
Just a wannabe word bender
I’ll read and I’ll read
Admiring from afar
Those who can do what I cannot
Beautiful words I can never create
I don’t have the skill, the skill of the great
Wordsmiths on my book shelf
Taking twenty six building blocks
Molding, shaping, cutting, wielding
Elegant written sculptures they make out of clay
“Stick to reading stories kid” these voices, they say
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