Just Rambling

I'm not sure where I was going with this exactly.

There is a certain beauty

In the ways of imperfection

And to some, I could be queen

Watch closely as I rule

With a paper fist

And mess things up like you've never seen

I tried my hand at a neater script 

Good Lord, so many errors!

To worsen the deal, it spells out some prose

That would make Shakespeare scream in terror

I seem to have lost my rhyme along the way

Disorder like any other doomsday

Block out the sun, leave not a ray

My mind has been led astray

I can't focus on things that matter

Thus my work is never complete

I can't blame it on writer's block

That excuse is rather obsolete

Author's Note

I was just writing to be writing at the time.