I am poem

This is an assignment my english teacher had given me.



I am an empty apartment
I wonder how much longer the support beams will hold me up
I hear the echo of mice squeaks
I see the crumbling white wall with broken picture frames
I want these beams restored
I am an empty apartment

I pretend to be full of the music of life
I feel abandoned and frozen
I touch a wide crack on the ceiling
I worry I will be knocked down by the bully bulldozer
I cry because I will be torn down soon
I am an empty apartment

I understand people come and go
I say I won't catch another breath of life
I dream of sheltering the ones who need help
I try to hang on to the rope of life
I hope I will never loosen my grip
I am an empty apartment