I am sharp...
My grades stay high because studying is done
The knot of every argument is tied by me
My outfits are on target like a shooting gun
I help out friends like an angel with her harp
I am sharp.
I am leather...
While the other girls wear denim
Each risk is taken because there's nothing to lose
My feet stand firm like a scorpian's venom
My dodge rain to not crack in the bad weather
All because I am leather.
I was an accoridan...
My fighting parents caused my depressing noise
Nothing but an organ fighting a war
Trust compressed and opened valves until it was destroyed
Would continue air flow; yet unable to untie this goridan
I was an accordian.
I am a cab...driving alone and making temporary friends
I am Jack Frost...sure to leave a cold mark if we do not make amends
I am a quarter...people see only silver but my core of cheap copper is not what they intend
I am an X-ray...viewing my broken bones to repair them with postivity
I am an eagle...with nothing to stop my broad wings from earning a degree
I am the galaxy...my dark matter and dust forming stars in which they shine like a Christmas tree
Me. I am, Cassidy.