I am from my mother,
from a long history of family drug use.
I am from art,
from my uncles tattoo shop.
I am from music,
The first chair, constantly moving.
I am from love.
I am from my father,
from a past, filled to the brim with cheap beer.
From mental instability that scares me more with each passing day.
From moving around when living there becomes too much of a hassle.
I am from hate.
I am from the ghetto, or so they call it,
from cheap stores and bargain shopping
from suitcases and the land of the 'free'.
I am from familiarity.
I am from suburbia,
from paying full price because now nothing is too good.
I am from backpacks and a new school,
because I didn't have a choice.
I am from restrictions because I barely know my way around.
I am from uncertainty, never quite knowing where I'm going
because I am from loneliness.
