Chairs and Stairs Poem and Paragraph

Walking down the stairs,

People walking in front of me really weren’t fair.

I try going up the stairs,

But all I could see on the ground was tiles squares.

To find that nobody cares,

That I needed a chair.

Finally I found a seat on the table right there,

Taking off my shoes to see my feet are bare.

I try asking someone to help me, just to declare.

I found another chair downstairs,

But the boy across from me glares.

He stole it like he didn't care,

I guess he wants to be a billionaire.

I look for a chair,

But I yelled "Where?!"

With my tears,

I found that there was one under the stairs.

I try not to make it disappear,

So I have to prepare,

A lot of interferes,

To not make it theirs.

I moved the chair,

But I was unaware,

So I fell down the stairs.

Nobody took the chair,

So people laughed and cheered.

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I chose to write this rhyming poem because I like writing poems that rhyme. Even though it is a poem that doesn't make sense, I still think that it is a poem about me, when I took the elevator a month and I just started to go up the stairs last week. It was really tiring when I go up the stairs to home base because it is on the 3rd floor. Every time I get home, my older sisters always try to scare me when I'm in the basement so they could beat me up the stairs, but now that I can run, I can beat them. Most of the times, I don't really mind walking up the stairs so I don't complain anymore. :)