The Poem Poem by Aya Takahashi

I don't know how to write a poetry
Moreover; I am not even good in expressing it even if i did it heartily.
Though i want to be a poet someday,
I still don't know how to be poetic even today.

My mind seems blank,
writing in a paper while sitting in a cut trunk.
Don't know what to write
because I'm afraid that I will fall if I won't hold on tight.

I slowly tap the pen in my head
and 5 minutes later I continue scratching nape instead.
With my none sense poem I made,
I slowly close my eyes as I laid.