Metaphor Poem: Final

I'm quiet, boring, mysterious, and

lonely.

But I can also be very thrilling.

I'm filled with many treasures,
still waiting to be recognized.

I face many storms and go through experiences that

may be very tough to handle.

But in the end,

I always get through it.

Many people want to know more about me,

but not a lot of them take the time to do so.

I seem like an ordinary piece of land,

but beneath it all there's a lot more to me.

I am a desert.