Where I Am From
I am from a lady called India,
from yellow and black.
I am from the Boogie down Bronx.
I am from 590 Brook, the building
where I was born, it burned
down after the fight, where God
came into my life, and tried to
take me away; I am from the danger,
my life is worried, I am from a mother
that was lost and was found, my father
never came back, but life goes on, Now
I am a girl that is made into the world,
the new and the old, I was blessed to
be me, I am the moment the world is
waiting for, I am from the dreams beneath
my bed, I am the girl that cried at night,
I am from the loud noise at the party
next door, it is me, who found you,
I am a person who loves, but can't
forgive, I am from the peace and hurt,
I am from a family that cares about the
world, I am from the angel that God
called me, I am that picture in the palm
of is hands, she is the girl that is
different, I am the girl that has the cute
little sister, she is who I am, I am from
the glass ball, God is who created me,
that's where I 'm from!
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