Hello. I'm back again. Look at that. Sooo many ideas!
I had several poems in mind (quite possibly) and here's the first one:
I Left Out A Letter by Susanna Chapman
Sunny Sunday in April;
I was painted in green
I found a dark letter
Somehow meant to be seen.
I tidied my room,
Placing it on a dresser
Perhaps, if you saw it
You'd know my pain better.
Between keyrings and strepsils,
As steely silver as sweet,
I placed the naked paper
For your eyes to see.
Just three keywords on offer
That kinda just said it all
That showed my life's struggle
And how I feel so small.
You walked into my room
Later that day
You looked all around it;
Didn't have a lot to say.
I know that you read it
But you needn't admit;
You know that I'm trying
And that's really it.
I left out a letter
For just you to see
I hoped you'd look at my life
Differently
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