Horrible Day

I really hate this poetry month. Like, REALLY REALLY REALLLLLLY Hate it.

I can’t focus today, I can’t choose what to draw, what to write, or anything.


The library is closed, I have to go to my dads today, and I CAN’T WRITE A SINGLE GOOD POEM.

I felt like throwing up this morning, I forgot it was picture day, And I was late to my first block.

I’m failing math, and I have to socialize at my dads house.




One thought on “Horrible Day”

  1. Days like this are the worst. Writers and artists deal with these days. What I want you to know is this, I’m proud of you…despite feeling like this, you showed up and you wrote a poem. That is what makes a writer. Hope today gets better!

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