I Am Lydia
I am usually barefoot
I wonder what others think of me
I hear ignorance everywhere
I want an impractical number of dogs
I am usually barefoot
I pretend I know what I'm doing
I touch the lives of many
I worry about dying naked
I cry over my homework
I am usually barefoot
I understand that every life matters
I dream about a world of love and equality
I try to care for everyone
I hope I do good in life
I am usually barefoot
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