Defensive
“Why do you think you’re not a craftsman?”
I don’t make perfect things
Or things that others appreciate
Or things that serve a purpose
In fact I barely make anything in general
Why would I be a craftsman?
I am not a craftsman because I’m not one
I am not a genius because I am not
I am not an angel because I am not
Besides you know you’re better than me
Why bother asking when you know the answer?
This poem is about:
Me