To say what I am I must say what I'm not,
I must ruminate first about the things I have fought.
I am not a warrior but I feel that way still,
for my life has been a long battle up hill.
My life may have a perfect semblance,
Yet, my future is where I hold all of my reverence.
My future evinces an excitement in me,
it makes me feel less strained and as though I can breathe.
Someday I also would love to travel the globe,
In places I admire like Berlin, Paris, or Rome.
Before however, It was never a thought.
Because dreams were something I never had sought.
I was too busy growing up with a harsher past.
My father's presence never truly did last.
He left my life when I was eight,
And I never let that control my fate.
he was an abusive, deeply angry being,
but I stood tall without ever retreating.
what I mean to point out and make effortly clear,
is that I am not perfect and I to, hold engulfing fear.
For the future, for what is to be,
but I never let that set back what is defined as me.'
And me? i am resilience
And I hope to someday turn that into brillance.