I Am Poem by shameka jones

I Am



I am a marching band
I wonder if people could actually hear me think
I hear concrete sounds
I see the world upside down sometimes
I want a wish that make my wishes come true
I am a marching band

I pretend to be in some ones eles's shoes
I feel actually good today because it's friday
I touch the cries of others
I worry when something hurts me bad
I am a marching band

I understan that everything is not bogus
I say conceited things at times
I dream that my dreams should be realityr
I try so hard that i can't try anymore
I hope that things will be alright
I am a marching band

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