To anybody out there:
You’ve seen her in the hallway.
Or curled up in the back of a classroom.
Hunched over a table at lunchtime.
You’ve passed by her,
Walking fast,
staring straight ahead.

Do you know Me?
No you don’t know me.
You know the Shadow Girl.

You’ve talked to her in Social Studies.
And cheated off her Math test.
Did you know, that everything she does,
is a cry for help?
When you see her face,
can you tell that she’s been betrayed?
Do you know Her?
Yes, you know Her.
You know the girl who only wants to be
invisible.
You’ve seen the white "surrender" flag
waving in her eyes.
But she’s not alone.
And you never see past her,
you’ll never really see Me,
unless you read this page.
 

Me, not much to say,
I wake up in the morning,
Get dressed and ready for school,
School is one hard day of studying.

When I get on bus route 8,
I see all my friends staring back at me,
I wonder where I shall sit today,
They I arrive at school.

There I see everyone,
My friends and teachers and anyone else,
School is pretty much my life,

I go through out my normal routine,
Going to class,
Going to my locker,
Lunch,
And Back home.

When I go back home I ride bus route 12,
That bus is crowded and there is NEVER enough room,
My bus driver I can never understand,
But some how I get home safely.

When I get home I have a yummy snack,
And go to my homework,
I do this routine everyday,
Until the weekends.

Then the parties begin,
I go to slumber parties,
Dances,
And catch up on my sleep.

I like my life,
I happy to live,
It is me,
Cara. 

Who am I ?
Who am I ?.
I have asked myself many times
How can I express myself ?
In actions ?
In words ?
How?
Its not easy growing up. I do want to grow up.
But why does it have to be so hard ?
Why does everything have to change so fast ?
People are coming and going. Why can’t they just stay in one place ?
Understanding one another is frustrating but,
Understanding your self is harder.
Finding yourself
Making you who you want to be
Finding myself is hard but I am trying.
The good thing is family and friends are there to guide and help
What I know is
I’m thirteen,
Mexican,
Have friends and family who love me.
I am going to find myself one day
I know I will.

My Poem

When I wake up at six thirty.
I can hear the birdies singing.
I wake up and spend an hour.
Eating breakfast and taking a shower.
After that I get in are car and drive to school.
My school's called LMS that stands for
LAGUNA MIDDLE SCHOOL.
I’m in seventh grade almost eighth.
I have seven classes all are great even math.
Are break is 15 minutes long and lunch is 30.
I have a lot of great teachers some are nice and some are meaner.
School will start at 8:04 and after a hard day of work I go home at 3:06.
After school my mom picks me up in are Land Cruiser.
After that I have a snack.
Usually milk and cookies.
Then I’ll do my homework.
I work real hard until I’m done.
Then I take a warm shower.
When I’m done I’ll watch TV.
And go to bed at 9:30.
I dream about most good things.
Then I’ll wake up at 6:30.
And probably wake up to the birdies.