I think my poems are lame

I think my words are overused and tame

But, I do hope you don’t think the same

I hope they drag you along

Roll through your mind like a song

My poems will no longer be only mine

For you get closer to my soul line by line

Even though you don't know me

You see what I see

It might sound unreal

But you feel what I feel

I want to share my ideas

Across worlds over seas

And hope my words will stay

Even when I go away

Lotte Riezebosch