Made: a tiny poem on the satisfaction and fun of creating

 Look what I made!

What do you think?

How do you like it?

Would you give it a grade?

And if you did

Would the grade be good?

And if it wasn’t

Would I think that it should?

Would it affect me

Stop me making more?

Would I feel stifled

Like I have in the past?

Right now I’m so happy

Creating all these things

Writing freestyle poetry

Feels like having wings

My words allow me freedom

To travel anywhere

To become anybody

In my personal love affair.