This Is Me Poem by Connor Your

This is me in ninth grade
I'm sad and angry at the world
I have few friends
They are the best

This is me in tenth grade
I am coping, trying to live without
I found an escape with those friends
It will be my life

This is me in eleventh grade
I learned to live til she died
I lost my best friend
Crew reminds me of her

This is me my senior year
I am uncertain worried and alone
My friends have graduated
This year will be interesting