I Am Poem

I am weird and short
I wonder if I can get a 4.0 this semester
I hear people talking
I see food
I want to get good grades
I am weird and short

I pretend to sleep
I feel miserable
I touch air
I worry that my life will be a disaster
I cry about death
I am weird

I understand that my parents are happy separated
I say hi
I dream about having a perfect life
I try to do my best
I hope I can succeed

I am weird and short


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