Ok, yet another poem from school. Author’s Choice this time.

Fickle

Just sitting here.
Trying to think of a poem.
Coming up with random phrases.
Trying to sound smart.

Just sitting here.
Singing to the radio, starring at the screen.
Eating Nerds candy
That will make my tongue green.

Do I want it to be funny?
Do I want it to be sad?
I could make it fast-paced and witty
Or I could appear cheerful and glad.

Oh no- I need an ending
I was never very good at these
I need some inspiration.
Then my mind could be put to ease

I have no ideas
My mind is totally blank.
It’s so late; I’m getting tired
So.
So.
Tired…