Were from the same place,
but we see it differently.
Some filters conceal,
But some thin as thread.

I am from no true place,
experiences formed who I am.
at no time being someone else,
searching, trying to find myself.
I’m from setting hopeless goals,
to having a sensible reality.
I’m from working for spending money,
to building my bank for college.
From weekends filled with both trees,
to never ending days with friends.

I’m from the same house,
every day recognizing the same step,
to rationalizing moving out.
I’m from waking up half passed the day,
Dreading getting out of bed,
to springing up early awaiting the day ahead.
I’m from coco puffs and coffee,
Fresh fruit and waffles,
anticipating every morning.
I’m from Heohenn and Weske,
From brother and sister,
and in due time; only myself.