I am

I am proudly one of the Little Rock Nine.

I hear them talking about my skin color.

I see the other eight traveling with fear.

I want to be accepted.

I pretend to be strong.

I feel the segregation between our races.

I need someone to lean on.

I worry every second of every day.

I cry myself to sleep.

I am proudly one of the Little Rock Nine.

I understand that I look different.

I dream to walk to school without a security blanket.

I try my best in class.

I hope to make an impression on the everyday lifestyle.

I am proudly one of the Little Rock Nine.