How come your sentences are bold? That's bias!
The Test

don't listen to him...listen to yourself
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
e. e. cummings

Listen to others to learn new ways to think, yes; too speak? No!
Listen to yourself.
One cannot create a honest song
using anothers voice,
or even worse;
lipps mouth and tounge.
One can improvise, manipulate, even steal;
but such trophies are trivial against turning
your own sand
into glass that
only you may
choose to stain
or leave as translucent.
Read the works of others.
Write the works of yourself.

And Pushkin was indeed one of the few who touched the light inside without being burned on the out.
Yevgeny Yevtushenko is another Russian poet to read.

it is true
a babe must drink deep draughts of
milk from a mothers tit before growing enough teeth
to eat
fruit from the tree so to take the seeds
that grow the thoughts that
teach a child how to sew thier own food for others
to eat.

yes,
all my work is
on-and
of the spot,
still
have not learned the art of revision.
and contemplation ends up with me wandering off.
I am self taught in
most everything I do.
School was...anathematic...caused panic...asthamic...paused static...
I give much thanks and praise to Octavio Paz, through him I finaly saw the
tool was in and of me.

Most peoples and most persons doesn't really need a prof-reading!
Enjoy, what you do, as a 'self taught'!
Who really need think, what you will left behind you, for reading, thinking, smiling, crying?
WE have some responsibility to post, what we have done, despite the Public "Forums", at site, where other one sentence is "lol", that show the levels of masks...
Master think about Time, ahead of him!
Amateur doesn't think about Time.
Have a nice time!
This is a Test, as the Topic show it!
Seeing as the school year's begun, I thought it would be fitting to write this poem in 15 minutes. (and immediately paste it on a collage I had to make for middle school)
The Test
Straight-A kids, all-night crammers, did some shoulder rolls,
80 percent think they’ll pass, said the college polls.
One by one, they all sat down, not a word passed through the room.
A crackling voice rang through the air: “It’s our imminent doom!”
The teacher stepped in,
Void of chargrin,
“All right, now begin.”
Pencil clashed with paper, answers were quite rare,
‘Twas a losing battle, the air thick with despair.
People on the dean’s list, perfectionists as well,
To passing they said farewell.
Only Johnny knew an answer that gave him campus fame,
The only thing written that day, was little Johnny’s name.
The 3rd and 4th rhyme in the 3 paragraph bites, but I couldn't think of anything else.