By Julia Bishop
Grade 7
I am glad I am not the last person in line
Crossing over the finish line
I am glad I am not a piece of candy
Barely getting a life
Before saying goodbye
I am glad I am not a pair of sneakers
Worn out
Tired
Ripped
Thrown Away
Replaced
I am that person everyone replaces
I am capable of completing anything I put my mind to
I am a bubble floating through this big world
Observing
Watching
Waiting
For someone to pop me
I am a clock wondering when I will stop ticking
I am a volcano exploding with energy
Spreading my lava everywhere
Helping and hurting
But trying not to hurt
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