I’m from Late night movies, goodnight phone calls, and reading till morning.

I’m from dragonfly walls, lost sleepovers, and 3am hot-tubbing.

I’m from spadolini sauce, moonpies, peach rings, and truffle popcorn.

I’m from my struggles that made me strong, my joy that propelled me through life, and my friends who taught me the beauty of the broken hearted.

I’m from the lyrics of Oh wonder, Lily Ire, and Elizaveta.

I’m from the movement of air past my face, the spinning of limbs through silk, and the taut of my muscles before I fly.

I’m from my mom with her comforting touch, and my Dad with his sweet humor.

I’m From Driving through tunnels of green - darkness all around -hand out the window, music blasting-  And My brother sitting next to me, singing like an angel...

You are an unfamiliarity,
You see the clouds that cry,
And you follow suit,
You see the birds singing,
So you join in,
You hear the winds blowing,
And you let yourself be blown away,
But when you see the sun smile,
You never smile back...

What a horrible word
What an impossible reality
My family happens to be well rounded
Famous brother
Successful Christian Mom
Incredible Dad
Sociable Sister
And then there's me
Everyone expects so much
How could i ever make it in their eyes?
Truth be told...
I gave up trying
My grades are excellant
My chores are done
I have a job
Im nice to my siblings
And yet...
I'm not allowed to text my friends
No internet on my phone
No games
No breathing room
I'm not allowed to be there for them
There is a point in which my parents expect too much
Neither me or my friends did wrong
They are simply living in a dangerous houshold
a n d
That means goodbye...