My relationship with my father was far from ideal. Growing up, I never received the love or attention I needed from him, which created an emotional distance between us. I felt lost, without the paternal guidance I longed for. Then, in 2020, during t...
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I was a blank slate, a nobody, An empty bottle adrift in the sea. A sky without clouds, a rain without pour, I was nothing—empty, ignored.
For decades, I was molded, confined, A life not my own, no voice to define. Thanks to my parents, I became just that, Living in shadows, a soul laid flat.
But at twenty-six, my eyes opened wide, To the truths of this world, no place to hide. I learned to be me, to stand on my own, To nurture myself, seeds finally sown.
At twenty-six, I met the authentic "me," The one I had searched for endlessly. I found my values, my dreams, my voice, My beliefs and the power to make my own choice.
It felt like rebirth, a life to defend, Where I taught, fed, and became my own friend. The road was rugged, the path unclear, But I embraced the struggle, quelled the fear.
Like learning to walk or ride a bike anew, I built a foundation, sturdy and true. And though it was tough, I can finally say, I've come home to myself in every way.
Now, I stand tranquil, mindful, and free, Promising to keep discovering me. With God by my side, I know I'll prevail, Through every storm, I will set sail.
