i am poem

I am  help  fll   and    stop   barking   a

Tweeting   bird  

I hear  my  little   brother     Harlem  crying     in  the

moning

I see  I   see   bird   fly  by

I want     a   motorbike

I am    cool

I pretend    I    had

I feel

I touch

I worry

I am

I understand

I say

I try

I hope