Journal 18

I hate poetry. I do not have a way with words that makes me talented enough to write in iambic pentameter or with a rhyme scheme let alone a plain old poem. I will not write a poem because I will not be able to do it. I cannot even begin to explain how much I hate poetry, and how much I do not understand it. I think the romanticists are strange because all they can talk about is nature. I mean okay, a few poems about nature is okay, but all of them do not need to be like bowing down to nature worshipping it. I find it ridiculous, and personally I hate the outdoors.