Sufficient

By EllaWatson

I'm in a time,

Where I can't find who I'm supposed to be.

If I'm wonderful, or if I'm great,

Or what I even call 'me.'

What do people notice?

About I, and what I do.

Maybe, just maybe,

You can find what I see in you.

I see someone talented,

Hard-working, and magnificent.

Kind, generous, you are,

And you know it, sufficient.

Okay, sometime since, I actually finished a poem, but here it is. I guess, I was just bored, and I just missed writing this kind of stuff. This is shorter than my other poems, but…

You might notice that I used many commas in this one. What do you think?