"Where am I from"

Anonymous

"Where I am from"

I am from a life filled with emotion,

From the loneliness of my mismatched race.

I am from the warmth of my brother's hug,

From the vulnerability of smooth paint on a canvas.

I am from the emptiness of my mother's absence,

From the exhaustion of my overworked heart.

I am from the pride of freshly marked pages,

From the fear of the barbed wire that pierced my skin.

I am from the adrenaline of confrontation,

From the burning joy of validation.

I am from the disappointment of my dad's aging face,

From the depression of solitude.

I am from the hatred of my bleeding knuckles,

From the skin-crawling discomfort of unorganized papers.

I am from the sympathy of my doctor's face,

From the jumping anxiety of an upcoming test.

I am from all that I have felt,

And all that I will feel.