Well, I was told to write a poem for my English class about jealousy. The only problem is that I can't write poetry. At all. Nada.
I was wondering if anybody could give any suggestions about how to improve it, therefore not making a fool of myself when I have to read it to the class.
Right. Here goes.
It wants what they've got,
This cockroach in my gut,
Wrenching at my heart and lungs,
Poisoning my thoughts.
I can't breathe,
I can't think.
This bug won't rest until I have
everything they have.
This parasite won't die until I am
everything they are.
Help!?