I Am

I am my own ominous cloud.

I am the rainbow after the storm.


I am as strong as solid oak.

But I am shattered.


I am proud, yet I mumble.

I am smart, yet I stumble.


I am fierce.

I am kind.


I am the sapling at the edge of the forest.

I am small, but part of the whole.


I am not much now,

But I am going to impact the future.


I am oh so many things,

But most of all,

I am, and always will be, me.

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