Poet

I want to be a poet.

I know that’s kind of obvious.

You’re currently reading my poems.

But, when I was younger, I wanted to be a politician.

How different those are.

One trying to fix the world with their words;

The other just trying to fix themselves with theirs.

One standing in a room filled with others trying to change the world in their own ways;

The other sat alone in their room with nothing but a dim light and a pen in their hand.

How different those are.

One standing for their country. Their beliefs.

The other standing for creativity. Their thoughts.

One loud. Prominent. Important.

The other alone. Broken. True.

I want to be a poet.

I wanted to be a politician.

How different those are.