The One You Stop is You

We met me in a shelter

waiting for a bus.

We said we didn’t like me

I was afraid of us.

We stood in my way,

to stop me getting on the bus,

but the driver would only drive

if I was on the bus.

So we all got on

as I was one of us

I like this poem because it rhymes, I also like the fact that it tells you something you sometimes do and you dont realise. I like this poem because it tells a of a story.