Indecision

This was going to be a poem

About an indecision

But I couldn’t decide

How to word my vision



It was going to talk about a girl

And whether or not I liked her

It was going to say “I’m such a churl”

And ask if it was moment’s spur



It was going to mumble all about

Her beauty like a bumble bee

It was going to go on and pout

About what this means to me



This was going to be a poem

About an indecision

But no matter how I wrote

It always needed revision

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hmmmmmmmm...

View sirknight's Full Portfolio