I am from the days of climbing trees
And swimming in the pond.
I am from the days of July,
Running around with friends,
Playing tag.

I am from the days of 4th grade,
Skipping with friends.
I am from the rainy days,
Playing in the puddles barefoot.

I am from the days of 4th grade,
Going to school to gossip with friends
And find an excuse to talk to my crush.
I am from the days of scorching-hot sunny summer days.

I am from the days of being a happy little girl.
I am from the days of fighting with my brothers.
I am from the days of having no worries,
I am from the days of going fishing with my brothers.

I am from the days of being the “wild child”
Where I was the trouble maker.
I am from the days of going swimming at the river
And not being afraid of snakes or drawing.

I am from the days of 5th grade,
Where I use to go to school every day
Just to see and talk to my crush.
I am from the days of cheating on final exams
And help my best friend cheat as well.

I am from the days of being the happiest
When my crush smiled and talked back to me.
I am from the days of being in the center of attention.
I am from the rainy days.

I am from the happy days of rain storms.
I am from my childhood.
I am from having my first heart-break
And not wanting to fall in love ever again

I am from falling in love with the same person
Over and over and over again,
Clearly knowing he will break my heart again.
I am from loosing my best friends,
Because of him

I am from missing him
Every moment of my every day.
I am from hating him so much,
I can’t stand him at all,
Because he lied to me.

I am from being lonely
And wanting to go to New York
For a vacation.

I am from the nature,
Taking long walk by the green forest,
Hoping to see and make friends with the fairies.
I am from the favorite days of fishing by the river.

I am from the days of past and present,
Where reality doesn’t seem real anymore.
I am from wanting go back to my childhood,
And do everything over again.
I am from flying kites with my brother.
I am from missing how close I used to be with my family.
I am from missing how wonderful everything used to be.

I am from dreams of the future,
Chasing them from the moment I wake up,
Till the moment I go to sleep.
I am from being rare, where everyone
Seems to be the same, but me.

I am form the universe,
Trying to find my way ,
Wondering where to go,
Not knowing where I belong.