I am from

I am from the battles I fought on my own like the lost of a grandfather passing, to being to stubborn to confide in someone else.

  From being taught a lesson of not being out all night by a grandmother who was taken advantage of by men ,to having to learn that lesson on my own.

I am from spending every weekend at my grandpas to living where he once past away

From not caring what I do and who I did it with to realizing home is the safest place I have to be.

I am from hating my brother who got to do everything I couldn’t because he was four years older to not wanting him to make his three hour trip back home.

From loving school sports to just loving being with my friends.

I am from everything I keep under my bed in my old spongebob lunchbox to diaries I have lost.

From visiting my grandma, to not being able to go outside because It was to dangerous.

I am from my favorite trip to Jamaica with the beach, people and music.

From a family who is close, to a family who will always be there for eachother.

 

Reviews

[shelbig]

that poem is really soulful love it!!