Bad Poem:
LIFE
The world is full of people constantly trying to be someone their not
They see rainbows and unicorns where I see tractors and basketballs
When life gives them challenges they just give up and say whats up
I enjoy life
I pay attention to the homeless people on the side of the road
But I am always wondering what is my purpose in life?
Should I be a missionary, an athlete, a mom, or a trash man?
Life is full of surprises
Life makes you cry when you have to say goodbye
Life makes you smile after you have run a mile
I guess life just wants me to be myself and live
By doing this I will learn to give
Yes, it will be hard
I am writing this poem in my backyard
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