-=my poem=-
the poem i wrote for english class...........copied the same style of the poem what do you see nurses
sorta weird, but i think it's really cool :p

What Do You See Demons?

What do you see, demons
What do you see
Are you thinking when
You are looking at me---
A four-eyed Asian
Doesn't say much
A cold wintry glare
Too cool to be touched
Who seems not to be there
When you talk to me
If you have no more to say
Just let me be
Who never seems to notice
The act you put up
Looks at you blankly
When you greet “wuz up?”
Is that what you’re thinking?
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes
Demons, you are not
looking at me
I’ll tell you who I am
As I sit here thinking
Writing my poem
The blank pages waiting
I am a stranger to Canada
Not eight years ago
I call it home now
Still lots more to know
A small rented house
First home on this land
Sharing a bedroom
Nowhere to stand
The snow is falling
Winter is here
How I wish for the heat
On other side of sphere
Ran to tell my mama
I made a friend today
Met her in the church hall
When I sneaked in to play
Why did nobody warn me?
About losing a friend
That everything has a beginning
And with it, an end
I cried in my bed
The nights were long
It will be years before
I sing a happy song
A tall steel building
My second home
There’s a park near there
Where I liked to roam
In my third and final home
A large empty house
Where everything seems
As still as a mouse
Not eager to make friends
Fearful of the pain
I would find of losing
Someone else again
That is why I appear
So blank and so cold
Not willing to risk it
Not willing to be bold
But those who try
Those who take the time
Will really see
I’m worth their dime
So open your eyes, demons,
Open and see,
Not a four-eyed Asian
Look closer---see me!