I am from the small town 

From dirt roads and corn fields 

The place where the beach is bigger than our city 

I am from the dirty volleyball knee pads

From the sandy track spikes 

And the broken pointe shoes 

I am from the “Go Green” 

From the “Go White” family 

With a college application at U of M 

I am from Roatan 

From the island of Belize 

And St Thomas 

I am from being the big sister

From the “I’m telling mom”

To the “Can you buy me ice cream” 

I am from the fake plants 

From the dead roses 

And old leather green chair 

I am from the always speeding 

From the left lane driver 

With the 3 car accidents 

I am from the waitresses station 

From the smelly barn 

And loud tractor 

I am from the Birch tree 

From the telephone pole 

With the factory lookout 

I am from the words of books

From the verses in songs 

And the ink of tattoos