But These Three Aren'T Apart Of Me Poem by Victoria Lee

But these three aren't apart of me
a hard poem to write from
that line.

i know it (the three) it may or may not be a trinity.
i am not the essence that holds it
together, and it same times (most of the time does not hold me.)

it was nessecary, most likely for me to spell it wrong, knowing i have
no cule of the word.
just like i have no clue for the three maybe
trinity. so these three are not apart of me.
shall i go on talking about something
i have no relation to?