Just like me
If were a color, I would be pink.
If I were a town, I would be London.
If I were an animal, I would be a dove.
If I were a quality, I would be boldness.
If I were a fault, I would be jealousy.
However, I don't live in London,
My life isn't pink,
I'm not very bold, but
I'm not very very jealous either,
And I'm not as white as a dove.
Yet, I am happy,
I live as I am,
I am as I live,
'Cause I just want to be me.
I don't know and I don't care if my poem is great, because it's just me, myself, and I.