Done

Now that you know everything, i have no reason to hide, be shy, or cry.i can fly, im free, this you an see.
i no longer dream of fairy lands, queens, and kings, but now i see things as they be and i know the things that really matter most to me.ive learned my lesson fair and square...take the hard road if you dare, where at the end all you have to offer is a handshake and a stare. jsut know whos really your friends and which ones truly care. look into the future, not the air. if you want a good life start young, there will be time later for fun.
Cause when your old and you look back, your life is DONE!

Author: Malorie Genoff
http://poemhunter.com/poem/done-4/
This type of poetry is a ballad because it tells a story of tells a story of someones life.