I spent the whole day
trying to write the next great American novel,
as one should, in the summer,
try something great.
But I was only struck by
after writer’s block,
not knowing how to create something beautiful,
But life tells me that I try so hard
to be the best
and look for the perfection in everything.
Maybe the next great will not be me,
But if we don’t try…
we’ll be right.