It looks like I'm a little fish in a big pond
Maybe I am
Though I look like a tiny tuna
Surrounded by sharks
I bite like a barracuda
And I bark like a bitch
And I'm here to speak up
And tell my story
And tell my struggles
So one day you might too
It may not look like poetry
But it is
The stanzas have no rhyme scheme
So it's called free form
And it feels easy
like free falling
quickly
Down
Some poems do rhyme
But that's like finding a dime
On the dirty floor
But when they do the stanzas soar
And sometimes get off topic
Because most rhymes sound like microscopic
Organisms