I'm the freshman who posted earlier another poem that needs opinions...?

Question

Life is like a play, just no one's written the script yet.

A masterpeice, if you will, that no one can get.

A book, you might say, with the last page ripped.

Bucket of bright paint that have been tipped.

Revealing a canvas, that is of massive color.

Though at times, this canvas is duller.

But keep your haed up with at least a charming smerk.

For you never know where death may lerk.

* I probably had a few spelling errors.

Answer 1

This is great - I especially liked the line "A book, you might say, with the last page ripped."  Very clever.  If you're doing this poem as a school assignment, you're sure to get a good grade on it...just a couple of spelling errors:

Line 7: "smirk"

Line 8: "lurk"

(They still rhyme, so it doesn't make a difference)