Poem

My name is Alexander Smith, but call me alex

Im 11

I look like a person who went to all you can eat and ate all of it

My skin color is like someone who bums on the beach

My eye color is brown like brown paint

My hair color is black like the night

My height is above average

Im large

Im strong

My friends say that Im funny, so does my family

My favorite saying is: “Power through today, for tomorrow is only a day a way” and “Unless someone cares a whole lot, nothing will get better, it’s not”

Paint chip poem

Red is the color of falling down the stairs,

I remember falling down the stairs.

And how it felt to feel hurt,

I can still remember the scars.

I can feel the rocks digging into my skin,

I can see the blood,

Red is the color of falling down the stairs