This is a Thing Which Happens to be a Blog Post

I feel like my personal poems are inconsequential. Like they're all based around tepid, boring little details of a rather privileged life, and have no real substance to them. It's difficult to find anything of any real meaning that doesn't sound like whining about past problems. As a result, I've been trying to keep my poems from being about me. I don't actually like placing myself in anything I write; it seems self-serving and egotistic. Frankly, I'm not the most interesting person I know, and am not really worth writing about. I've been told before that I need to put myself into my poetry, that I need to show people what my "stake" is in the subject, but sometimes I don't have any stake in it, and that's the entire point of the piece. Sometimes, I like to just let the image stand on its own. It doesn't really need any reason to be; it just is, and that's enough.