I Am
I Am
I Am
A consumer of carbs.. Full of energy
I Am
A single mass of protein... Full of muscle and strength
I Am
A bundle of cells... expanding as I age
I Am
A skeleton... For I hold my body high
And yet? I am so much more...
I am a beacon of disappointment (According to my parents)
I am their trophy son (According to my parents)
With parents, It is a universal truth that they are the epitome of childhood confusion.
In my head
I Am
An explorer... Discovering the hidden secrets of the Earth
I Am
A fighter... Overcoming overwhelming obstacles since 1998
Obstacles like how to grab the remote from my couch when it is so far away...
I Am
A student... who knows how to do Integrals but not Taxes
I Am
A learner... Who is curious about the vast community around me
I Am
What I have done
I Am
What I have seen
And I Am
What I create of myself from the empty slate I had since birth
I grow. Therefore I Am.
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