someone once called me a genius
I laugh, I'm more insane
I drink too much
ramble on like a mad man
about anything and everything
my writings substandard
it will never make a living
but I continue on anyway
I just love writing poetry
I'm not brilliant, no I have no ego
compliments and comments
they are well received
how else would I grow as a writer
if I didn't listen to my audience
but praise must be reserved
keep me grounded
someone once called me a genius
I thank them
but that is not me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem