I'm Just A Poem

You look me up and down,
Try all you can,
You try reading me again,
But you still don't understand.

I don't come with an explanation,
I'm more complicated than I seem.
I'm as real as right now,
I'm as fantasy as a dream.

There is nothing to me,
I have no reason for my name.
That's something I shall work for,
And recover in fame.

Nothing's going right,
Though I have no reason to complain.
You just wont get me,
I'm too hard to explain.

Don't blame me,
I can't stop goin'.
'Cause I'm not the poet,
I'm just the poem.