I Am.A Poem by Preston
I am a being.
I am the bruise on abused face. I am the distain in a parents eyes. I am a match, burned. I am words, expression. I am laughter, universal. I am a new shirt, clean. I am a first kiss, face red, heart pounding. I am a widows broken heart. I am a sweater, wrapped around you. I am a scale, telling sins. I am a lie, pointless. I am color, thrown askew. I am a star, casted wishes. I am anger, consuming. I am a penny, unimportant. I am a convict, life taken. I am bitten fingernails, nervous. I am war, the worlds hatred. I am a boy, unsure. I am a girl, scarred. I am a knife, forever scarred. I am a tear, broken dreams. I am music, beautifully sound. I am a friendship, lost. I am bones, purging starvation. I am beauty, fake. I am love, forever. I am time, ageless. I am insanity, reality lost. I am emptiness, waiting. I am smoke, cloudy. I am the dead, trapped underground. I am a child, neglected. I am the outcast, alone. I am the sun, shining. I am kittens, soft. I am hope, fingers crossed. I am goodbyes, regretful. I am youth, innocent. I am death, forever lurking. I am an eating disorder, never good enough. I am books, read over again. I am a flower, forever blooming. I am a smile, warming. I am a mirror, insecurities. I am a being. I am everything and anything. I am nothing.
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