im from rejection letters,
from credit cards and morgages
Im from the credit bills that haunt you
(debt, and worries that you cant py your bills in ime.)
Im from the math freaks,
the god worshipers
who worry they are sinning as if they were being wathched


im from pumkin pie and biscuits and gravy,
from botellos and grahams.
Im from know-it-alls and deal-with-its,
from beleve in hims
with prayers all day
and saying grace that i can always remember.

Im from Bellflower and apple valleys,
from hash and eggs
from the life my grandpa lost
to a drunk driver
from the breath my grandma lost when she heard
to a picture i try not to forget
to a face ill never see again
to a dream i wish i could have every night
that is were im from and will always be for my life time.