Worthy Me

Journey with myself

Is a roller coaster

Filled with frills and frails

Until I finally learn the lessons.

Not so very extrovert I am

But no so introvert too I am

Finding my identity was difficult

For every aspect of me is under construct.

The transition is well sustained

As my parents walk hand in hand

Never they abandoned me in difficulty

Nor they left appraising me when worthy.

The seed of love my parents planted

Slowly lifting its head as it germinated

Has now grown into a full-blown tree

Nurturing its own family under its shade.

I would have been unknown

Had my parents not been

Life would have a different definition

And beauty another dimension.