A poem about me

To prove just how egoistic I am, I've written a poem about me. Quite mushy, and very deep. I like it.

ME

My name is Aboli

I know I'm unique

I don't really care

If you think I'm a freak.

I know I'm not perfect

And never will be

I have imperfections

That everyone can see.

I will always be pulled down

And misunderstood.

No one sees the real reason,

For bad or for good.

But out of it all

Through the tears and the pain

Through self-doubt and letdowns

I will rise again.

Because I am strong

And I know who I am

No matter what they say

I know that I can.

I admit that I'm vain

And a big egoist

These faults are on top of

A very big list.

But I have a great group

Of friends that I love

We share almost everything

From secrets to hugs.

And kudos to my parents

They've had a tough time

And I know they'll be with me

Till the last bells chime.

All these people do tell me

About all my wrongs

So I can correct them

Before the time's gone.

I want to be a strong woman

In a powerful position

My dreams touch the sky

I have endless ambition.

My future, I hope

Will be dazzling and bright

For if now is the dawn

There will soon be light.

My name is Aboli

I'm as happy as can be

'Cos I'm proud to say,

That I'm uniquely me!