Everyday I go to the library

And everyday I hear her

Rambling and rolling her eyes

Typing and deleting everyday

She’s typing book

Constantly asking herself for better words

Complaining about the grammar corrections she always ends up ignoring

But the computer screen always ends up empty everyday

She is so ignorant making her own suffering

I want to help her

I always know a better word

I listen to her and wish she would listen to the corrections

But every I come back again

To listen and wait for her to finally do something for herself

Maybe I should help

But something is holding me back so torturing me with patience