I am from daisies,
The white and the pink ones.
I am from converse;
From rock and from alternative.
I am from the lioness,
The one that guards her young.
I am from coffee,
That is what keeps me living.
I am from chicken noodle soup
The book and the food.
I am from aliens,
At least that’s what me sister tells me.
I am from nail polish,
And lip gloss and eyeliner.
I am from the cheap and the poor,
But still from the rich and the wealthy.
I am from a family of hundreds,
And see them nearly every weekend.
I am from braces,
And now I can smile.
I am from Ford;
From Honda and Chevrolet.
I am from football;
The Cowboys hold my heart.
I am from Mexican food,
Also Italian and sushi.
I am from Simi;
The Valley of white trash.
I am from spring;
From summer, winter and fall.
I am from toe socks,
But only the striped ones.
I am from Steve Madden,
Most definitely a shoe genius.
I am from a pen and paper
There, my deepest thoughts lye.
I am from the sunlight
Though I’m out in the moonlight
I am from Nirvana,
The White Stripes and Metallica.
I am from Legends,
Of the brave and the bold.
I am from a broken family,
But I still push on.
Friday, February 27, 2009
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