I Am

I am cynical but vulnerable

I wonder what my life could've been

I hear the beast laughing

I see myself being killed by a memory

I want to forget

I am cynical but vulnerable

I pretend it never happened

I feel the heat of my personal hell

I touch the pieces of my soul that were cut off

I worry for myself

I cry because I know there are others

I am cynical but vulnerable

I understand I was raped

I say nothing

I dream for me to be the last

I try to let out my pain

I hope for the wounds to heal

I am cynical but vulnerable

Disclaimer: I do not own speak it belongs to Laurie Halse Anderson

This is a poem we wrote in my English class it's a type of poem called an I am poem. We were supposed to write it from Melinda's point of view. Since I got an 100% I decided to post it.