Tissues live a hard life

I am soft and fragile.
All of us hide in a box,
until someone finds us.
We can only be used once.
My friends and family keep disappearing,
and never come back.
Wait! something is grabbing me.
Who are you? What are you doing?
You are lifting me up! Let me go!
The beast is taking me to two strange
miniature caves. Please, help me!
EWWW! Disgusting.
I have been covered in a strange sticky substance.
Augh! It dropped me. Who knew this was the way I die.
Huh. Is this heaven? I see all my missing relatives.

Guess what I am

I am a guy named seth
I wonder if the world will end in 2012
I hear many different voices
I see darkness when I close my eyes
I want to be successful
I am a guy named seth

I pretend nothing
I feel a wooden desk
I touch a pencil
I worry about being a hobo when I grow up
I cry about poverty
I am a guy named seth

I understand no one lives forever
I say many words
I dream about my future
I try my best
I hope sadness will end
I am a guy named seth

Respect

Whoever you are, try to respect all. Emeralds are beautiful, but are they worth anything if you got it through greed. Respect yourself by being faithful to your schedule. Every season, every situation, remember your manners. It is promised if you remember this a window will be opened to guide you to success.