For Taylor from Rosanna Zamora

I am
by Rosanna Zamora

I am pretty and nice
I wonder how many of you are there?
I hear crickets at night
I see things
I want to go to Las Vegas
I am pretty and nice

I pretend to sing
I feel loved and warm
I touch you!
I worry about my grades
I cry when someone dies
I pretty and nice

I understand you!
I say I love you
I dream about my family and friends
I try to improve
I hope not to be bossy
I am pretty and nice