Writing This PoemI should have been done with this poem hours ago,
I just need to sit down, concentrate and go.
Although, that’s what I said at 6:11,
And the time has passed and it is 8:37
In hopes of buckling down I call an end to my Facebook stalk,
Yet stare at the computer screen and face writer’s block.
I try listening to music to help my mind flow,
Instead I became distracted by Youtube videos,
And the blank word document still sits here and glows.
Seeing as it is already 10:35,
I move upstairs to my room hoping to be inspired a little more,
But when I walk in I notice I cannot see the floor.
Seeing as the clutter is making my thoughts even less organized,
I begin to clean until the messiness of the room is disguised.
I admire my work but the feeling of satisfaction quickly disappears,
As I see that 12:23 on my alarm clock appears.
My jaw drops as I realize what little I have done throughout all the frustration,
Until I look up on my wall and see the words “focus on the journey, not the destination”.
This brings me the best idea today that has been brought,
So I run over to the computer before I lose my train of thought.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
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