Ode To Poetry Woes Poem by Emily Trense

Poetry, oh poetry, why does my attempt to write you make me digress?
Writing you makes me feel uneasy.
I feel the more I say, my sense is less,
The more I write, my words become cheesy.

You, with your rhymes, you always seem to torture.
To your taunting there is no end.
You just remind me I will never be as god as the former,
Who seems to master you. But I am not them, and you I cannot seem to befriend.

But I am forced to do this if I want my grades to shine.
So, for just this season of English class, for you, I will make time.