The Race

I take a step fall on my face
If I keep like this, ill loose race.
I look down at my shoes and they are untied.
"Tie your shoes!!!" my mother cried.
"No" I cried “I’m not like them
If I tie my shoes I’ll be damned.”
So I took them off and put them on my hands
Put my feet in the air to do a handstand
I started "running" and much to my surprise
I fell again, because my shoes were still untied
Being stubborn kicked my ass
I lost the race, I came in last
With a look of shame upon my face
I went ahead and grabbed the lace
I sucked it up and tide my shoes,
Next time you’ll be the one to loose!
-jean