I wrote this poem once
I didn't like it
this poem spoke to me
from me
but I hated it, so
I think I hate when poems are too sincere
too close to home
I hate them more when there's reason or rhyme
'how kiddish' i thought
kiddish is said home
the one where i reside
I think I hate to write things others will understand
cause i think my true death comes
when someone's see me
in my home, firsthand