English Poem by soren Barrett

The English language is a confusing mess. It leaves my mind perturbed
When trying to spell I am distressed, its phonics are absurd
Of the 26 letters in its alphabet 19 can be silent
When trying to pronounce or spell you can bet, I get very violent
The same letters can make different sounds, different letters can make the same
In the same word different meaning abounds, it's enough to drive me insane
Multiple ways to spell the same word, two acceptable conjugations of the past tense
Singular but no plural who ever heard? Plural but no singular makes no sense