Why oh why.
no matter how I try.
Why can I not succeed.
What is wrong with me.
For the longest time I was scared to try.
Disappointment and failure again and again.
Seems like I jumped under the pot into the pan. I've Try to affiliate marketing what joke. Even with the ones with guaranteed to exceed.
At least it reminded me that I love to write.
So I went for my dream But soon discovered to my misery.
To get someone to read with commisery.
We're two different things True but sad.
after writing for year.And all the fear.
Of putting myself out there.
Whether to be scorned.
Or exulted neither would be.
For for a writer without readers rhus could never be.
wrote poetry's and stories songs and lyrics.
But all hopes Have aspired.
Always to be inspiring freelancer Writer.
Let alone write a book that moved peoples hearts Something that Pulled at the heartstrings..
Or even Inspired. or just made a smile cross you lips. I guess only in my grandest desires
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem