Not That Deep

im not as deep as i pretend to be
each "thoughtful moment" you see
is me wracking my brain for an intelligent response
i wonder if you even care
that i write crappy poetry
trying to touch a piece of myself
that to this day
i still have no proof its even there
my body aches to put pen to paper
to write and express
my mind is full of wonderful images
i have no words to prove they exist
is that poetry?
trying to attach something so coporeal as words
to something indescribable?
if it is,
i havent mastered it yet.
but i havent given up on trying