Final Draft: Poem

My life is represented through the sky.

Two sided; I never have one personality,

most times, I reflect the daylight

Showing my bright side,

and helping others feel and look good.

It is easy to see what goes on in my head

But other times,

I show my dark side,

which can sometimes scare people,

or make them uncomfortable.

I can be harder to read,

harder to depict,

especially in my darker mindset.

And no matter how hard they try,

I am unpredictable.

The stars and clouds represent my happy and sad memories.

Even if they are the brightest or barely visible

they make up whom I am.

My imagination is showed through the constellations of the stars

and the shapes of the clouds.

Some ideas last forever,

and some eventually fade away.

The sky stretches long and wide,

never seeming to have an end.

So will my life and soul

As long as I remain righteous and worthy.

I eventually get angry and take my wrath,

as the sky rains,

and storms,

but it always gives back.

My heart is very rare,

but nevertheless unbreakable.

As the sky shows love to its people,

it never regrets what it gives.