Poem
This poem was on the back of Ambria’s self-portrait.
I am similar but different I wonder how things will turn out for us I hear the voices of people I love I see the light at the end of the tunnel I want to be independent I am similar but different
I pretend I have not grown up I feel like a god I touch the grass blowing in the wind I worry that I am alone I cry for the people that are gone I am similar but different
I understand things that others don’t I say that we can change I dream of living my life the way I want I try to be there for people I hope to be happy I am similar but different
Self-portrait
