Please see me

This was an assignment to write a poem for my English class. Here’s what I wrote:

Please See Me

The picky allergic kid who has no real allergies is not me.

The kid that could die from his food allergies is me.

I am not defined by my allergies.

I am the kid that loves to bike, swim, and run.

I am the kid that does not give up even though it would be easier.

I am the kid that loves music and reading.

When I was a child I started reading in preschool.

I was the child that loved soccer and came home with grass stains on my knees.

I was the child who created worlds, and then told stories about them.

I was the child that created the world of the stuck pipe.

I was the child that made the lions Freddie and Tanga to live in the stuck pipe.

I was the child that had three imaginary dogs named Moov, Tree, and Treefreefactous.

I was the child that had three airplane pilots named Sweatyabanga, Abouduadango, and Lazy Tom.

I was the child that tried to explode water in the back yard.

I was the child that played in a mud pit, and tried to build bricks for a house out of mud.

I was the child that learned to climb a tree to get over the fence.

My allergy is a real part of me and it is dangerous.

Please try to see me through my allergy.

Please see me.

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Posted by Benjamin on May 16, 2012

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