I come from a land unknown,

I call it home.

I come from screaming and fighting,

I wish people had known.

I come from heartache and strain,

to dancing in the rain.

I come from mom and dad,

that now are divorced.

I come from living in Michigan,

to being forced.

I come from being homeless,

to a school I didnt know.

I come from living with my aunt,

four years ago.

I come from a whole different school,

to meeting people I didnt know.

I come from mom getting married,

to him being in pain.

I come from mom with him,

for days and days.

I come from mom getting married,

to having new phones to play.

I come from praying everyday,

to slowly fading away.

I come from depression,

and thoughts of my past.

I come from never being happy,

and hoping this wont last.

I come from having no friends,

to great ones I found.

I come from having fun,

to fooling around.

I come from losing some friends,

but new ones i found.

I come from taking vacations,

to places ive never seen.

I come from feeling so helpless,

to feeling like a queen.

I come from two older siblings,

who sometimes hate me.

I come from meeting new people,

to a bigger family tree.

I come from skating on saturday nights,

to playing xbox till dawn.

I come from playing a trumpet,

to marching on a field.

I come from being lonely,

on long summer nights.

I come from thinking to much,

to having my own mental fights.