I want to be a Writer

I need to stop writing poetry

And find a new headspace

It's taking up all my time

And I'm in a different race

I have a story I thought up

I want to be a writer

To get it down on paper

And make my head feel lighter

I have an ocean of ideas

Albeit, in a muddle

But when I put pen to paper

It's like standing in a puddle

I have the opportunity to write

My ideas, I can express

But when I read it back

It's a disappointing mess

I find it harder to explain things

When they do not rhyme

It's more taxing and it's less fun

It takes up much more time

But I want to write my story

And stop procrastinating

To do my ideas justice

A budding author in the making

I just have to break this barrier

I think it's writer's block

When I think it's going well

My own ideas, I mock

I can never do it justice

Or so it surely seems

My ideas fall flat

My descriptions poor

To put into words, my dreams

But I'll never get anywhere

If I do not try

To write what's inside my head

And not let my story die

So I'm going to give it my all

And pray for a happy ending

If I don't make any progress

At least it's only my time I am spending