"I hate this poem," "basically stolen poem," i can think of other names that fit, too. the one "modeled after marysomething something's poem

I, too, am entranced by it,

The messages,

In mine, and others’.

                Read with your own heart,

                And not just your eyes.

Find the message, what it says for you.

I search for meaning, it’s my favorite part.

For music, the same search often occurs.

And when I write, I, too, pour in my heart.

                Sadly, that’s not always how others work,

                Thirty-second poems, made just for a grade.

                It frustrates me, beyond belief.

Poetry, it’s everywhere,

Hasty authors write away,

But who’s to say

Their hearts are there?