I Am

I am the product of my Father’s hand,

a creation of God,

knit carefully into a man.

I am the effect of love and nurture,

a home that cares and builds and corrects.

I am the aftermath of disaster, of learning

how to be myself with trial and tribulation.

I am me.

I am the ups and downs of a high schooler,

fighting to fit in and stand out in a world

where originality is blank like paper.

I am a fighter, never giving up on the world,

always searching to do more than I could.

I am me.

I am a game-changer, earth-saver,

ruler-follower, mold-breaker,

chaos in a shell of perfection.

I am all the hopes and dreams of a hundred years,

the ambitious goal of world peace among men,

waiting to strike.

waiting to make my mark.

waiting to alter the very fabric of history,

to make my own name stand out

in the pages of the universe.

I am me.

I am me.

No filters. Just me.

A fighter for peace.

A champion for good.

A bright young mind.

The future.