I like to sing
That's why I auditioned for a performing arts school
I got in
I really don't know why
I think I sing like a dog giving birth
But people think otherwise
I don't like compliments
People can tell me I'm pretty
And I say no leave me alone
I don't even know why I got in
But who cares
That was 2 years ago
I was in the 7th grade
Now I'm in 9th
At the end of every year
I see hopefuls of people
Urging their way to get it
I sit back and laugh
I couldn't believe that there was and still is a waiting list
It's probably the most popular performing arts school in NJ
Well I went off track
And this doesn't rhyme
Who cares
I'm just ranting
People say a compliment to me
And I don't believe them
I think they are trying
To make me feel better
Well my sorta kinda stupid
Rant is over
Bye,
Thorkies
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PoetryIf you have dream, reach for it If you have the chance, take it You only live one life Make it happen. Singer/Songwriter Author 9th grader Disclaimer: I write wicked poems about death and killing. I am not crazy I just think crazy. (That probably...
