My Movie Poem by Becki Balding

Your the star of your own movie
Talking and acting like your where meant To Be,
160 minutes
Could be the limit
Two hours
You feel as if you have the powers
Plus Fourty Minutes
For you to win it and begin it
But You Can only Act
That is my fact
And all movies have an ending
And your broken heart needs mending
As the credits scroll by
That means it your time die
And everyone standing next you
Crying Too
Saying there goodbyes
one day there will be a billion Hi's.