"I am" poem

I am wise and hard-working

I wonder if hell exist

I hear the angels calling

I see the air

I want my grandfather to be alive

I am wise and hard-working

I pretend that I'm a ghost

I feel possest occasionally

I touch the sky

I worry if there's such thing as Judgement Day

I cry when my mom does

I am wise and hard-working

I understand the meaning of eternal life

I say love is sacred

I dream about my future

I try to be smart

I hope for more blessings

I am wise and hard-working