• I walk on to the stage.
    I look out to see many people.
    'Is this a dream?' I thought.
    The song started to play.
    I sang, 'Concrete Angel.'
    I cried when I sang.
    A little girl, dieing from her mothers hands.
    But at the end is finally free was this world.
    I was done and got off stage, and went out side and praid for the kids that were hurting.