This is a poem
No lighthearted intro
This wasn’t even planned.
I had to write a poem
And this poem
Is the type of poem
On yellowed college ruled paper
From last year
This poem is me
And if this was really yellowed paper
This would be the type of paper I’d tear up
And pretend I never wrote.
I’m not a person who asks a lot of deep questions
The most important one I’ve asked was
Did we have homework for science?
But I am the type of person to question
I know a lot of things
Am a lot of things
Six different personas
And I keep track of them all
School Persona One
Only a certain group of people know me like this
Maybe this is the persona that appears on the blog the most
Maybe a bit outspoken
I pretend to try to be funny
And I criticize myself before anyone else can.
School Persona Two
Kind of adorable?
And now resisting the urge to type a disclaimer like (lol nope)
And here, I get to be the one who complains about a ninety three
School Persona Three
Either a great kid
Or a nightmare
Little Kid Persona
In the most humorous way possible
I’m one of them
And then there are the quirks
I’m surprisingly a lot of things
I’m known for disliking exercise
I’m actually quite strong
I’m ridiculously awkward
But when it comes to it
I’m quite clever
If only someone listened
Which leads me to where I began
Do you want to care?
Or are you just going to like this without reading it?
Or maybe refrain from saying anything because, quite simply, you don’t know what to say?
Whatever you do,
It’s fine by me
That’s another thing I do