It, My Truth Poem
A young confused smiling face. Who does not yet know IT place.
IT watches others to see what they do, in hopes that IT can do it too.
IT wants to stand out in a crowd, but yet IT wants to fit in.
IT wants to keep going, IT wants to keep growing. And learning,
And making mistakes, and blushing.
IT doesn’t care about the weather or what it’s like outside.
IT just wants to feel together with friends by IT’s side.
IT would rather stare and think, then dare and blink.