Words.

This is not a love poem.
Nor is it a hate poem.
It is just words put together.
And out of those words a story does gather.
I just write what i think.
With my imaginary computer ink.
I don’t know what I’ll write.
It could be good or it could be shite.
But the thing is i try.
The words could be truth or could be a lie.
They just flow from my mind.
In reality my thinking process to all this is educationally blind.
To you all i hope you enjoy.
But in reality i know these words to some will annoy.