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Where I'm From
hot summer sun
pirates, yelling, having fun
crying friends, saying goodbye.
heavy boxes in the room
the new girl, shy and afraid
betrayal, hatred and fear.
tea ring, cardamom, freshly baked bread
blueberry, apple, rhubarb pie
chocolate chip cookies fresh and warm
there’s never enough chocolate chips.
new girl again, new school
dancing music drama art
why do you hate me? why did you do this to me?
back at home, the new girl, but not.
middle school, old friends made new
attacked, yelling, to no avail
thats it, i’m done, get me out of here.
new girl once more, i haven’t seen you in forever
sisters, inseparable, hyper
thanks to the A&W rootbeer, yum
NO! you can’t take her. i’ll miss her too much.
she’s back! i missed you
you like my brother? this can’t be good
i need some time alone, you’ve hurt me deeply.
love or just immaturity?
broken heart, my own fault.
best friends i’ve ever had
teenage years begin, things are complicated
best friends forever, don’t try to make us part.
staying up all night talking
friendship, milestones, where i am now
high school, friendships renewed, others irreplaceable
dribble down the court - swish
running soccer, football and sports.
obnoxious, yelling, guys are immature
when will they learn,
we aren’t impressed.
he’s innocent! he would never do that
crying tragedy who can i turn to?
together, us three sobbing uncontrollably
praying, i don’t understand.
music, the only constant left,
rock, metal rap and country
writing, not stopping, formulate the story.
reading, i become the characters
coffee, cappuccinos, new books, and shoes
leather rain, just cut grass.
i’ve been here for a while, but this is where i’m from.