What Do I Make?

And I Ask Myself This Question
Over And Over Again'
What Do I Make?


I Make A's And B's In School
I Make My Parents Wonder About
My Future
I Make People Think That I'm
Such A Nice Person
I Make Teachers Think That I'm Quiet
When I Can Be One Of The Loudest
People You May Know

I Make People Cry
And Then Feel Sorry For Them
I Make People Stop And Stare
I Make People Whisper Behind My Back
I Make People Wish They Could Be Me

I Make You Think That This Poem
Is Going To Continue
When Really It's Over!