I am, by Amanda
I am the person sitting next to you asking you to care
I am the woman on the verge of suicide whose depression led
me here
I am the homeless man standing in the freezing cold asking
you for change
I am the drug attic who lost everything-trying to stay sane
I am the innocent man on death row for a crime I didnt do
I am the single mother of 4 children in the ghetto selling
my body for food
I am the widow of a man who died fighting in war
I am a person who was tortured because of a beliefe I stood
for
I am a pregnant teen carrying a child conceived through
rape
I am a person battling AIDS knowing death will be my fate
I am the family and friends of a drunk drivers victim
pleading to find peace
I am a worshiper of satan asking God to deliver me
I am all the women and men today living lives in vain
I am just another statistic speaking of my pain