The PitchA Poem by E.J. Michalec
I draw conclusions that I feel okay with and yet something in my brain insists that there’s no possible way that one can color inside the lines.
They’re far too complex for anyone to follow. I show up to the meeting wearing my heart on my sleeve and I’m told to change my attire. It’s not enough Back to the drawing board Pining for approval Corporate ladders turned to water slides and amusement parks just aren’t my thing. © 2017 E.J. MichalecFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on December 30, 2017 Last Updated on December 30, 2017 AuthorE.J. MichalecCleveland, OHAboutI'm Em. I'm 21. Poetry for me is a valve to release the multitude of pressures that come my way in life. This profile more or less has every piece I've written since I was as young as 13 and the art o.. more..Writing
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