There's quite a bit in my head,
Pictures from books That I've read,
Things that my mother has said.
I try and say what I mean,
But that hasn't always gone well,
At least from what I have seen.
I say I don't need something,
Simple and simply put,
But its an insult now and somethings afoot.
So, here in words,
Sometimes carefully thought,
I can be aware of how I affect others
and say the things I think I ought.
It's easy for me here,
No misconceptions for me to fear.
It's so powerful here,
All the emotions clear.
I can help myself help others,
And not upset my mother.
I can impress my teachers
And speak about any feature.
Comfort in the typing sounds,
I can keep my reality on the ground.
I will continue to link together my words
Whether they be summer flowers or swords.