A sticker that stays
but not forever
I am.

A wind storm
that leavs
as fast as it came
I am.

A bump in the road
that everyone
goes over
I am.

A young lost flower
waiting to bloom
I am.

A ship that
has drowned
to leave this world
I am.

A balenced sea-saw
trying to choose
which way to go
I am.

A strand of hair
about to fall
I am.

A preadator to all
come and get me.
But I can be strong
I can be tough
I may be wrong
and times are rough.
But this will pass
No! I won't loose
not second to last.

Sydney Bell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/am-i-i-am-2/