Neither my words
Nor my cadence
Have much finesse
But somehow these
Genius wordsmiths
I still impress
I've said before:
"I'm not that eccentric
Or super smart, so
My thoughts are not
Especially special;
They already know"
And so if it is not
My cadence, my thoughts
Nor my words
It must be how I paint
My stories from the
Eyes of birds

