Stories and Rhymes

Poem About My Day

I wake up feeling elated.
But I soon find myself deflated.

I have to wake up and get on to school.
Filled with people worrying if they're cool.

I see the door to my very first class.
Each day I cannot help but ask.

How much longer is this school day?
When can I leave and leave my worries at bay?

I have so many questions and ideas on life.
But not everyone agrees and not everyone thinks I'm right.

I keep my thoughts of life and freedom to myself.
When I get home I store them on a high up shelf.

Every once in a while I'll share what I feel.
But I cannot dissuade or tell others to heel.

My opinions are my own and they always will be.
I will simply live my life on how I see things.

And I'm happy and I am of course until,
People mistake their opinions for my will.