I Am
By Lori Miller

I am strong yet weak. I wonder why life is so cruel.
I hear screaming and crying in my head. I see the
memories of my painful life. I want the pain to leave
and go away. I am strong yet weak. I pretend to be
happy, but I feel so depressed. I try to touch my soul
to see what is wrong with me, but I worry that I am
out of control. I cry because I can't keep all the
pain inside. I am strong yet weak. I understand that
life supposedly gets better and I say that I'll be
okay. I dream about things that scare me. I try to
forget everything, and I hope it will all disappear
and fade into the past. I am strong yet weak.

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