(This means it's out of the writing! Anyways, Hello there. You probably noticed I haven't posted anything. That's because I tried and got angry, but I'm going to retry...but with a poem! Okay. Here goes.)
Just another Soul
No different than the rest
Although appearances are not the same
They all try to be the best.
They claim to be different
but in truth, they are all the same
Being envious and full of greed
They all desire wealth and fame
They all try to change the way they act
But sometimes their plans go down the hole
Which is way I can infer
That we are all just another Soul.
