So my 7th period teacher asked me to write a poem and I looked back at him with a blank stare..... I HAVE NO CLUE HOW TO WRITE A POEM!.... I don't even understand what they are talking about when I read them and theres soooo many types... It can be a haiku, sonnet, epitaph, ballad, etc.... This teacher wasn't even clear on that all he said was that there had to be a simile and a metaphor... So I wrote one... It's a bit cheesy and I can already tell you its not very good... but here goes nothing...
I am fragile like a butterfly
Freshly hatched out of a cacoon.
It's wings still wet,
It's unable to fly;
I stumble and wait to spread my wings.
As I learn to fly I realize
I am free in nature
Unrestrained by pressures of fitting in
Able to roam from place to place;
The butterfly flies
From flower to flower
Unaware of others preconceptions.
As I look back on the days of my childhood
I was like a caterpillar
Still needing to mature.
As I look at my life now
I see I have transformed into
A limitless capable woman
Ready for adulthood.
Just like a caterpillar has changed into
A beautiful butterfly
Ready for the world.