My first poem..?

I haven't written poetry — or anything, really — in a long time, and on a whim I decided to try it out again. please give me grace as I am confident in the fact that this is not that good — and that's okay, it's a learning process. I just wanted to try it out and see what you guys thought (:

I'm Not a Poet

I'm not a poet

I don't have the patience

The words seem to run

I define complacence

And I haven't the time

I'd never be done

Though there's so much,

So much to write about

But I'm not a poet

I can't capture it

Or find the words

And I'd shout

But would I be heard?

I could scream

For all these surreal scenes

Sunlight engulfing a crowded street

Worn out jeans

Love lined concrete

And the greetings of trees

But I'm not a poet

I can't find the words

And it's hard to see

I'm not a poet

Though if I were

I'd write letters on love

and those sent from above

I'd have the words

Maybe I'd write of pain

Or the comfort of rain

The familiarity of cold

And never growing old

But I'm not a poet

And the page is aflame

No, I'm not a poet

I couldn't be

I'm nothing interesting

And the words seem to flee

Never truly nesting

I'm running out of time

I can't align

It must be me

I can't write

I resign —

No longer can I blame the words

I am not right

And I won't be heard