I Am From

I am from land rolling, vast expanses of farm and family. I am from bicycle statues and railroad tracks, walking daily circles around the town I knew. I am from separation changing schools, family, states, and life. I'm from bickering and insults, family ties cut and reknotted. I am from passion and compassion, fervor for art, friends, and existence: ladder rings to grasp, keeping me from falling. I am from moments and memories, molding me from who I once was, to the girl that I now am.