My Bundle of poems

Strange me

My roommate is scaring me.
My butt is hanging above a bin.
I like eating cheese plain, just like that.
That is not a sin.

My friends are a crazy bunch.
But I don't really mind.
At least their weird.
And their hearts are kind.

I'm a person.
Who you'd not actually call strange.
But once you you get to know me.
Your mind will definitely change.

I live in a hostel in the week.
As you could or could not know.
And while most people have.
I have never see nor touched real snow.

I watch as lots of people die.
When I watch TV.
Thinking of who the murder is.
Is it someone I've seen?

I'm not really someone you see as confident.
Actually I'm quite shy.
When I stand in front of a crowd.
My mouth just goes dry.

When it drizzles or rains.
I walk for an open mouth for water.
And for the record.
I'm not a perfect child.