In Ten Minutes

You told me to write a poem
In just ten minutes time
I don\'t really know what
To write in this stupid rhyme

I could write about the flowers
Or the birds and the bees
Or that one special person who
Makes me go weak in the knees

Most people will write about love
Or their depression or hate
But what I plan for this poem
Is a completely different fate

It\'s a poem about people
And a poem about life
An ode to all the people
Who tried to end life with a knife

A poem to honor the happy
Each stanza speaks for itself
To those begging on the streets
Or living the life of wealth

This goes out the every person
Who\'s ever loved someone
Loved them so much you cried at night
Thinking they wore your only sun