Looking for feedback on my poem
8th Graders are a collection of differences.
Some are as prickly as the spikes on a cactus,
Others are sweet like marshmallows
Some are sensitive like the petals of a flower,
Others are rough like rocks
Some are artsy
Some are sporty
Some are spontaneous
Some are calculated
We want to be doctors
We want to be lawyers
We want to be singers
We want to be engineers
But while we’re as contrasting
As the stars against the midnight sky,
We all strive for a better world,
To make a difference that’s everlasting
8th Graders are a collection of differences...
Except for one thing,
We’re the leaders of a new world
One built on better principles