My Poem: Trash

[Unplanned_Childhood]

Trash

Call it a crash
That automatically defined my style
A grammatical mistake
That made it all
Never
Ever
Not worth any while

I’m convinced that what I see
Call it trash
That automatically remained in my head
Circles running
There—shouldn’t we all
Call
Tell
Just get out of bed

Yet at the end
Call it conviction
Send me a smile over your wire
An intentional mistake
That made it all
Similar
Always
Worth my while

[Tiffanie]

oh wow thats really good...keep up the great work :)

[Unplanned_Childhood]

Thanks for the kudos I might post some more

[narrator]

That was nice