I’m from a life that hectic with work,

family, and stressful activities, a life where my family
was taken from me by a dwindling love.
From a home split from the beginning
and friends from childhood that fade in my mind.
For I am not from one place alone.

From an education that taught me
hate and corruption shrouded as normality,
knowledge that planted itself in
my mind throughout my childhood.
I am from a place where I was seen
as an outcast,  judged by my actions.
A place that left me mentally scarred,
scars that have brought new scars to me
and the ones close to me.

I am from friends that felt pain in the
form of depression and suicide.
friends, minds broken
by their loss of their innocence.
From friends that learned forgot their
past and chose to move forward.
I am from a life where actions like bullying, depression,
and the stress of worrying about those close to me
made me appreciate that I still have mine.

I am a from a place where the music opened
my mind and made me recognize the moments worth living
rather than the ones that that brought dark thoughts.
A place where I learned that the hardships are not the only part of life