I am...

I am Teresa... I wonder why all of the stuff in life happends... I hear the sirens of the police cars and ambulences that rush to those in need I see the despare and poverty around the world... I want to understand why i always get hurt... I am Teresa... I pretend Im happier than i really am... I feel the sorrow that enslaves me... I touch the tears that i see you cry trying to make them go away for good... I worry I will lose my best friends once again to the plauge known as death... I cry missing Olivia and knowing you're slipping away... I am Teresa I understand that everything happends for a reason... I say im great when i really want you to notice that im lying... I dream that one day the pain will go away... I try to be perfect just for you... I hope one day I can let go... I am Teresa... By: Teresa