They all keep repeating
Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme
But what if I like the way the words flow
What if I like the way they climb

They all keep explaining
It doesn’t have to sound alike
But what if I can’t read it straight
What if I need rhyme for words to fly

They tell me
“It’s too choppy”
They say
“It’s just too much”

I find it quite obnoxious
The way they think I rush...