Back to self portraits I am A__. I think about when I’m home. I wonder when I’m going home. I hear music. I see with my eyes. I want to be a veterinarian. I am A__. I pretend to be good at everything. I feel awesome. I touch a pencil. I am sorry about my parents. I cry when I’m very sad. I am A__. I understand why I’m here. I say I’m awesome. I dream about being a veterinarian. I try to lose weight. I hope to become a veterinarian. I am A__. I am I__. I think about going home for good. I wonder where I’ll be in ten years. I heard birds. I see cars. I want millions of dollars. I am I__. I pretend I am happy when I have pain inside. I feel nauseous. I touch blue strips. I worry that one day I’m going to die. I cry because my brother is in jail. I am I__. I understand why I am on probation. I say free my brother. I dream I can live to be 70 or 85 years old. I try to stay focused when things get hard. I hope I can get back on track. I am I__. I am J__. I think about my daddy. I wonder if he is OK. I hear silence. I see my dad’s grave. I want to know he’s OK. I am J__. I pretend that I am fine. I feel pain when it comes to the past. I touch my scars. I worry about my mommy. I cry because of the cards I’ve been dealt. I am J__. I understand life isn’t easy. I say I’m doing fine. I dream of brighter days. I try to overcome sadness. I hope I’ll be a good mom to my kids in the future. I am J__. I am K__. I think about my dad when I don’t see him during the week. I wonder if I’ll ever get my license. I hear the teacher. I see a lot of schoolwork. I want my license. I am K__. I pretend to be sick sometimes. I feel untouchable. I touch my hair when I’m stressed. I worry about my brother. I cry sometimes. I am K__. I understand that my parents can’t get me every weekend. I say things I don’t mean. I dream not very much; I forget them. I try to be nice. I hope I can get a car. I am K__. I am T__. I think about my girl. I wonder how life is back in ____. I hear cars coming by. I see white walls. I want freedom. I am T__. I pretend to be happy. I feel hate in my heart. I touch pencils while I write my rhymes. I worry how long I will be here. I cry no more. I am T__. I understand that I am stuck here. I say it doesn’t bother me. I dream of freedom. I try to escape in my mind. I hope the world will be mine. I am T__.