I am someone
I wonder if people actually care about me
I hear snails barking
I see my imaginary friends running up to me
I want something to look forward to everyday
I am someone
I pretend to fly
I feel like I could accomplish a lot if I try
I touch the fluffy coulds above
I worry if the world's going to come crashing down
I cry watching sad movies
I am someone
I understand what I should care about and what I shouldn't
I say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I dream about the weirdest things
I try to do well in school
I hope to be successful one day
I am someone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem