Confusion scribble down in my notebook
Random
Blunt
Angry
Irrational
Thoughts
Lacking structure, guidance, and motivation
Just consider it a nameless creation

The absence is apparent
While each attempt is made
Run on, fragments, and the list goes on and on
But who checks for spelling or feeling
The corrections cant be right
This is a smeared image of me
So dont take it light

Different
Weird
Unique
Mysterious
You dont understand?
Maybe that the way it should be
Because it's My Reflection
 Of life without poetry