a simple poemI feel so sad it makes me mad. Algebra II is worse than 5th grade math yet I'm so glad. While I want to laze around. I have no choice but to come down to the ground. (5)Just to finish half of it all. Then and only then will I feel 10feet tall. To own my demons & no longer fear them. that's when I may put down my pen. Because fear leads to anxiety. (10)I must know what's in side of me! Break down the doors build up the walls. Release the emotions because all that goes up eventually falls. Live life to the fullest but OBEY the rules. Don't break down, though they use you, your not there tools.(15)Money is the master, ruler of our desire. I can only hope that I have yet to inspire! All I have done is to fuel the fire with in. So let's begin.