The Hypocrite Poet

I'm a poet who doesn't know how to write one. A poet who stutters in front of everyone. Maybe I'm not a poet but a hypocrite one— just a delusion of me that I can make one. They say I'm learned, an enlightened one. But why can't I even see the shadows of me, the real Shean? I'm scared, I'm lost. There is no water— why do I feel drowned? Maybe I'm just a lost one who loves literature, and is in delusion of writing my own.