i am from art, any which way it is to be perceived

from music and friday night lights

i am from the the suburbs, a simple condo with a hall of fame football player upstairs right by a fire station and elementary school with a messy courtyard and a swing-set

plain, quiet, perfect for practicing

i am from white wildflowers,

the type of ones you would see on the side of the road on a car ride

i'm from love and kindness

from {redacted} , who even though i’m 15 feels like a soulmate in the platonic sense 

and {redacted}, even though she's younger than me seems like an older sister

i'm from the silly and sarcastic

from i love you and i miss you

i'm from my own path , one that does not consist of a book or scroll  

i'm from not knowing my ancestry, nor caring where i’m from

from the day the bus broke down, the day we won grand champions, the day only consisting of pure joy

the way that even though not blood, {redacted} seems like my little brother

how we both protect and care for one another  

football fields and marching bands

flag poles, and rifles,

i am from every flaw

every mistake and vice.

because,

i am from me.