I Am From
I am from the city of the rich
from the state of the poor
I am from a one sided family
of ignorance and bliss
I am from years of yelling
and the stale sent of beer
I am from bruised faces, arms and legs
from reject and pain
I am from unwanted hands between my legs
and scared tears
I am from the sound of nature
of water, grass and clouds.
I am from years of bleeding wrists
and hospital visits
I am from love and acceptance
and holding hands across the street
I am from healing hearts
and sweet smiles
I am from love letters
and burning pictures
I am from love
and doves nesting
I am from broken birthdays
and lonely nights
I am from swaying trees
and twinkling stars
I am from the hell I have lived
I am from the beauty I have created
from the state of the poor
I am from a one sided family
of ignorance and bliss
I am from years of yelling
and the stale sent of beer
I am from bruised faces, arms and legs
from reject and pain
I am from unwanted hands between my legs
and scared tears
I am from the sound of nature
of water, grass and clouds.
I am from years of bleeding wrists
and hospital visits
I am from love and acceptance
and holding hands across the street
I am from healing hearts
and sweet smiles
I am from love letters
and burning pictures
I am from love
and doves nesting
I am from broken birthdays
and lonely nights
I am from swaying trees
and twinkling stars
I am from the hell I have lived
I am from the beauty I have created