Childhood Poems, Poems I am not that boy 9th September 2021 / There is a boyWho looks like meAnd takes my place at school.The teachers sayHe works so hardAt breaking every rule.His tie is offHis shirt is outHis socks are not correct.The teachers sayTo dress that wayJust shows his disrespect.His homework bookWhen it appearsMight as well be in Chinese.The teachers sayHe writes like thatIn order to displease.When at my deskHe looks aboutFrom bird to cloud to tree.The teachers sayHis lazinessIs quite extraordinary.It makes me sickTo go to classEach day and feel afraidBecause the boyWho looks like meWill put me in the shade.He’ll mess my deskForget my lunchAnd chatter to annoy.I wish the teachersUnderstoodThat I am not that boy.I am the boyWho wakes up tiredAnd struggles through the dayWho wants to learnBut gets so boredHe cannot wait to playI am the boyWho loves big wordsBut doesn’t like to write.I’m scared to tryIn case I failIt keeps me up at night.I’m not that lazyCareless chap.He’s kind of a decoy.I look like himHe sounds like meBut I am not that boy! 2014 Photo description: A boy aged about 7 wearing a pirate costume and a fierce expression.