The Wonderful Book of Yours Truly

Old fashioned poetry (by yours truly)

So, I was cleaning my room and cool stuff like that, when I found a poem about my brother. And now, I will share it's gloryesness (new word of the day) with you guys.

Taylor is like the color red
He is a firework, bursting with endless energy
He is that one person who will dance when there is no music

Taylor is one of those people who you think you know well
Only to find out that you only knew his name
His firey personality, crackling with his enthusiasm
Shows off that he isn't afraid to be himself
What is YOUR color?

Pretty bad, right?? Honestly, it was worse than what I remembered. 

Comment your thoughts about this poem :)