I am a Christmas tree...
Decorated with plastic and glass hoping no one will see through my branches.
I am a Office Depo...
Labels all over me and too many things on sale for grabbing.
I am a sketch pad...
Full of beautiful art, but closed to the public.
I am a pill...
Easily swallowed but can kill.
I am a child...
Only wanting and rarely sharing.
I am a cloud...
Floating amongst others, but falling when its gray.
I am a model...
Starving myself for perfection, but never reaching it.
I am a blank paper...
Ready to be filled with thoughts only to be stained by mistakes.
I am a person..
Scared of judgment and words, but strong enough to stay on my own.
I am me...
One of a kind just like everyone.