I Am Poem

I Am

I am not a big man.

I am not the person I thought I would be.

I am not complacent because of my humility, and although I strive to be humble,

I am not perfect. And although I am not perfect, my actions are just, and I know what I must do.

I am humble because the family, that I love, has taught me humility.

I am watching myself grow up, remembering my old trains and toy cars, seeing giant buildings and cloudless summer nights.

I am my father. Smart, insightful, and gentle.

I am my mother, whether I like it or not, I am stubborn and passionate.

I am humble because the world hurts sometimes.

I am not a big man in stature, but

I am running when I feel like walking. A sword never gets stronger without getting beat on, and dipped into fire.

I am learning to use the hand that was dealt, I know it's what I must do.

I am building my future despite my past, and thats what makes a sword strong.

I am following my path that I've laid before myself. For he who is strong, is he who remembers, a sword is not forged without fire and embers.

I am not a big man

I am strong