Difficult.
You pour your heart out, and try to make it rhyme, but no matter how hard you try you're never satisfied with it.
Yummy.
Depending on how you cook it, it can come out sweet, sour, savory, bitter, or even salty.
Pounds.
You can be anorexic and can't get enough of it, or a couch potato and can't get rid of it.
Emo...shun. "Emoshun."
Let's face it: If you love poetry, you love to cry, and if you love to cry, you're a little bit emo, and if you're a little bit emo, then you're a little bit lonely, and if you're a little bit lonely, then you probably love to shun the world, and if you love to shun the world, then you're probably angry, and if you're angry, then you have a lot of emotion, and if you have a lot of emotion, then you're probably emo, and if you're emo, then you love poetry.
Relatable.
Find one you can relate to. Cringe with it. Laugh with it. Or cry with it. It feels good.
YOU ARE READING
CLUCK NO
PoetryA collection of both emotional and humorous poems about growing up and other frustrating parts of life that'll sound alright in your head, but just plain stupid out loud. !!!WARNING!!! This is not a compilation of chicken poems.
