Unspoken Words

For my AP English class, we were asked to write a poem about the things we carry in our backpacks. Hope you enjoy it:

I carry

I carry a story
But my notebooks are filled with math problems and notes
I carry mistakes
A pencil to write and an eraser to erase them
I carry a phone
Yet I do not have many friends
I carry a laptop
The world’s information at my fingertips
Yet I know so little
I carry a fragile bridge constructed out of single sticks of basswood
Between aspects of my life
I carry a small world
But no one cares to notice