Poems from my favorite albino, Gilbert Beilschmidt. Shh, don't tell him I called him that! Either he'd strangle me or proclaim my awesomeness through the streets of my town. Enough weird stuff happens here… I need no more…
I wrote this for class. It's been tweaked slightly from my original version, but it's more awesome now.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gilbert or Hetalia…
Chapter One: I Am Awesome
I am awesome!
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Not awesome like I've won a war (but I do that all the time).
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Not awesome like I've qualified for the Olympics (those things are so dull).
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Not awesome like I'm the President (who wants to be President when Fritz was a King?)
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I am awesome because I am myself.
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Awesome because I don't act fake.
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Awesome because I know I have real friends.
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Awesome because I am just the way God made me (yeah… being an albino and all…).