Thursday, October 7, 2010

I am poem

I am nice and cool
i wonder why people are so races
i hear music
i see things
i want to be a doctor 
i am nice and cool
i pretend nothing 
i feel nothing
i touch the things that are out of reach
i worry about people who i beat
i am nice and cool
i understand life
i say money is honey
i dream about me playing with kobe
i try my best
i hope i become famous
i am nice and cool

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