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My Honest Poem
I was born on November 22, that makes me a Sagittarius.
That means I am impatient and constantly surrounded by my friends.
I am 5 foot 4. I wear a size 8.5 in men’s shoes.
I don’t understand gravity or how glue doesn’t stick to the inside of a bottle.
I’m still learning how to walk.
I’m usually falling when I shouldn’t be, and stable when you’d expect me to fall.
I like pumpkins way more than I should.
I’ve been told people love my laugh.
I find it loud and obnoxious, but it’s funny.
Sometimes I have social anxiety, but I keep it to myself.
I have an obsession with pictures and memories.
Probably because I like to remember how I was feeling in those moments.
I’m a little boy crazy, but only towards the weird ones.
That concerns me.
I like to take chances, because if I die tomorrow, I want to go out with a bang.
I have two extreme fears.
The first being I won’t go to Heaven. The second being butterflies.
Or any other insect with the traits of one.
I’ve always wondered if stuffed animals talk when I leave the room.
Or if the devil listens to my prayers.
I’m really hard on myself, but mostly in sports.
Because I know I can do better.
Sometimes my imagination scares me.
Like what if life is just a dream.
Hi, I’m Brooke.
I hate being called Brookie because of the sharp “K,”
But everyone says it so I stay quiet.
I love bananas, laughing at my own jokes, and when my socks match.
I cry too much but then look back and giggle because it wasn’t worth it.
My favorite color is pink.
But I don’t like to disclude any, so I like them all.
I have a little confidence.
I like how my eyes look in the sun.
My hobbies include going to Target and running away from butterflies.
I like to make up new words,
Because it keeps life spontaneous.
And I will always underestimate the abilities I have just because of the fear of failure.

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This piece is a pastiche of Rudy Francisco’s "My Honest Poem". It is all about me and the things in my life that I feel represent me.