Copycat

Pages torn off notebooks
Backs of receipts
You collect them all
Write poems on them
Words about exes
People we don't know
Emotions I haven't
Ever felt in my life

You write word after word
For whom I don't know
You collect them all
In drawers and boxes

When someone asks you
What have you to show of your life
You have all these poems
Written over the years

But as they read them
As I read them
All I see is
Words belonging to another

For what you have to show
Of your entire life
Is after all
Words copied from another