This Is Me Poem by april joy torres

I have lots of memories i treasured in my head,
I sew them in my own brain thread,
I reminice them if i wanted,
But i cant forget them when i needed..

There's a lot of scenario i wish to find,
Lots of words i tried to rhyme,
Lots of people i long to see, But there's only few who
can understand me..

There's only few peolpe
who can really see me,
Only few people who can really hear me,
There's only few people who can make me happy,
But no one can change me for me...