My Name is like the wind being bipolar
When the wind is happy it carries my name into happy places
Whether its at the beach or in the kitchen smelling my mom’s sweet cooking
When the wind is mad it pushes me down and trips me
Like when i’m failing school or got hurt physically or emotionally
But I Pick myself up and continue to live my repetitive lives
But then you realize that the wind has feelings like humans
For example when you pollute the air the wind gets sick
It tries to escape it,and it tries and tries until we push the wind to it limits
Then one day the wind just says “I had enough!”
When you have stormy nights the wind creeps and howls like a witch creeping around you
But then there's that happier side of the wind
When I grow many beautiful flowers and tall trees
The wind flows through these amazing scents to carry the comforting smell to make us happy  
Soon you will come to realize that,outside there is a wind that has feelings
But now people don’t realize this because they are worries about to many things
You also might think about how most of us want to flow with was we see
And not see the true meaning of what we are actually seeing
My Name is the wind