My Knack

I seem have lost my knack for writing poetry...or is it that I have lost interest in it? I don't know why but nowadays, I can't just sit down and write something...it just comes and goes...but mainly, lately..it's been going...And when I do happen to write something about someone in a poetic form, I just don't think it's good enough...it comes out all wrong on paper and when read aloud, it sounds like some lovesick teenager's dream on paper. Which I guess that's was it is. In which case, I guess I don't really like it. Perhaps I'm looking at this the wrong way...Perhaps I need a brighter outlook on things. Whatever the case, it seems as though my knack has gone into hiding.