• A poem i wrote when i was 14.
    I Am
    I am only 14 and sad.
    I wonder how old i will live to be.
    I hear my heart beat in a large crowd.
    I see death everywhere i go.
    I want to own my own heart.
    I am only 14 and sad.

    I pretend to know a lot.
    I feel microscopic, yet on top.
    I touch others with my heart.
    I worry about how i look to others.
    I cry about my living situation.
    I am only 14 and sad.

    I understand everyones point of view.
    I say I'm fine when i'm not.
    I dream of having no problems or worries.
    I try to be myself.
    I hope to get over my grandpa's suicide.
    I am only 14 and sad.
    -Brenna