I Am Poem

I Am strong and weak
I wonder what it is like to grow old
I hear the sound of hatred
I see right through people
I want to be happy
I am strong and weak

I pretend to be happy
I feel butterflies in my tummy all the time
I touch the hearts of others
I worry about life
I cry that I will be lost forever
I am strong and weak

I don't understand the pain she has
I say we should just runaway
I dream of a world of lost love
I hope to be missed
I am strong and weak





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