a lament of a wannabe writer
writing crap and slapping it on a piece of paper
posting on social media
a wannabe writer
well well, what do we have here?
trying to rhyme, what doesn't rhyme
does it need talent?
or is it knowledge, my dear?
creating awareness about something that only matters to you
a voice unheard
it's voiceless, it's true
writing crap
claiming a bunch of dreams
hoping to make it big someday
when the crowd screams your name
"I love your work!
that character was so relatable!
I like your story, it was my type
I could relate, your emotions were aptly captured"
you're dreaming you fool!
wipe the drool!
your inner critic slaps the reality in your face
how easy is it?
but how hard?
in this age of advanced technology
is it really so hard to achieve your dreams?
those who have succeeded
are both a model of inspiration and drawing envy
when can the wannabe be a part of the clique?
posting on social media
a wannabe writer
well well, what do we have here?
trying to rhyme, what doesn't rhyme
does it need talent?
or is it knowledge, my dear?
creating awareness about something that only matters to you
a voice unheard
it's voiceless, it's true
writing crap
claiming a bunch of dreams
hoping to make it big someday
when the crowd screams your name
"I love your work!
that character was so relatable!
I like your story, it was my type
I could relate, your emotions were aptly captured"
you're dreaming you fool!
wipe the drool!
your inner critic slaps the reality in your face
how easy is it?
but how hard?
in this age of advanced technology
is it really so hard to achieve your dreams?
those who have succeeded
are both a model of inspiration and drawing envy
when can the wannabe be a part of the clique?