I am..

Sat, 10/03/2015 - 11:54 -- Hasia

A unique person
With attributes of art
With friends that adore me
With a family that watches over me
But there is something missing..
And with these words, I can't express
But with silent tears
Why do humans get lost
While traveling on a road?
Why do I weep in the past
While recalling my future?
But when I am in the future
I recall my past!
Something is missing...
Life was hard in the past
But the future is mine.
I will work hard and study
In order to fulfill the American dream
I will not cry today
I will be happy!
Because that is what I am.

This poem is about: 
Me

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