I wonder if I am nice to everybody
I hear voices in my head telling me to keep trying
I see God show me the way
I want to have good grades
I pretend to be someone I'm not
I feel hope running through my veins
I touch God's hands feeling the holes where the nails were
I laugh at the jokes my dad tells me
I will up at school and have faith
I understand that I sometimes forget to read
I say God will help me
I dream to have a profession as a doctor
I try to pray, read, and do my homework as best I can
I hope someday I will be the person God wants me to be
I am me and I'm proud of it