The "I am" Poem

I am cautious of what's around me

I wonder what death feels like

I hear crickets in the middle of the night

I see moonlight through my window

I want to explore the world

I am cautious of what's around me

I pretend I am a famous person

I feel my particles of dust in the air

I touch my thoughts to place them within the emotions

I worry about how many more people will die

I cry when my feelings get hurt

I am cautious of what's around me

I say you can be whatever you want if you trust yourself

I dream that Michael Jackson never died

I try to be nice to everybody

I hope I will have a fun first day of high school

I am cautious of what's around me

By Artkeitha Powell-Wheaton