Presidents

When I think of president, the word,
I think not of the president, 
But of presidents.
Presidents of small town clubs,
And of library boards,
And the PTA,
And how I never was one,
And don't and won't care how famously I get recognised,
For whatever they seem to think I can do,
Or whatever strange talent that 10 year old learned,
And how you can be the president of your own mindset,
Without the senate blocking your every move,
So I've learned to take it slow,
And just wait for a claim to fame to strike you. 
Because many a time, it's just better the way it already is.  
 
Vibes

emi_art_now

NY

15 years old

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