Writing a Poem (revised)

so i’m wrIting this poeM you see?

and the words areN’t coming sO easy,

they acTuAlly seem to be runninG away frOm me

i run after them, my paper in hand

waving it arOund, hoping that on it they lanD

“stoP running away!” i loudly demand

but they turn and laugh, as they carry On

too tired to continuE, my day’s been long

maybe a lyricist will catch them, turn them inTo a song