Jordan wrote this poem for a class assignment. I was quite impressed so I wanted to post it.
I am complex and confusing like a Rubik's cube. So difficult to understand, only a few people can figure me out.
I am judged like the cover of a book. People see me as a "teacher's pet" or "goody two shoes" without even caring to take the time to know me.
I am insecure like a servant to his master. Always unsure of myself. "Am I good enough?"
I am optimistic and hopeful like a farmer planting his crop, hoping that what I've done today will benefit my future.
I am forgiving like a mom. I don't like having enemies and I can't hold a grudge.
Saturday, March 3, 2007
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