here it is.
i'm 15, so tell me if i'm below, or just right or above the writing for my age. in ur opinion.
here goes:
IT'S COMPLICATED
(that's the title)
there's no song for it.
nor is there a word.
it has not a single word,
but a dictionary all it's own.
shaky, hesitant, nervous?
all inhabitants of the book.
ah yes,
it's complicated.
so unique, mysterious, different,
so, itself, in a sense.
as strange as the single rose in a city of steel.
it sings, it writes, it plays its music.
ah yes;
it's complicated.
it's a guy.
or is it a girl?
or perhaps it's the two of them.
or maybe it is the situation.
but who's situation?
hers?
his?
who are "they"
we don't know.
but what we do know?
ah yes!
it's complicated.
the end.
okay. so if you thought the poem itself was complicated, that's kinda what i was going for, so it would tie in with the situation.
feedback please BE BRUTAL
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