I Am

I Am I am shy and warm hearted I wonder why did my dad had to go so soon I hear his laugh in my head repeatedly I see his smile and warm-hearted soul I pretend he’s still alive I feel his presence with me all the time. I worry if I’ll get over his passing away I cry whenever I think about the good times we had I am shy and warm-hearted I understand that he’s in a better place I say one day ill be with him again I dream of both my parent and I together again one day I try my best to make him proud I hope he’ll be proud of me one day I am shy and warm hearted