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Time Ticking

In this poem, I didn't know what to say, so I decided to make poem about how I didn't do this in the right way.
I hit a brick wall, but in my head I thought, "this won't be hard at all."
I tried and tried, but my brain was fried.
My head was spinning and time was ticking.
As time went by, I head someone say "I don't know what to do" right then and there, I knew the right way.
So that's what I did, even though I am just a kid.
It came from the thing that I did wrong, and turned it into something that is not a song.
That's how the little things in my life became a poem.

--Skyler K., 3rd-6th Grade