I am from my soft, pastel yellow room,

From my carebear collection

And disney sing-a-longs.

I am from pigtails and ponytails

And later on ballet buns,

From park playdates and juice boxes

And lots of fun in the sun.

I am from the little ranch that lives on a slant,

From no air conditioning

And hot summers spent outside.

I’m from this little town of Royal Oak,

From living in the same house all my life

And liking things the way they are.

I am from taking one dance class when I was six

To competing 15 dances at competition,

From the passion and love I have for dance

To the pain and need for attention.

I am from bruised knees to broken arms

From being told no 

And that I’ll never be good enough,

From tears and tears

And lots of fears 

To where I am today 

Now I’m from the confidence I gained from all the pain

From being crowned the winner

And dancing in the rain

I’m from strong friendships and a loving family

I hope that never goes away

From being kind and caring and much more happy

Celebrating the little joys that come with each day