I Am From

I am from a house filled with smiling echoes

Where children always eat

Where the adults conversed about matters that were not necessarily theirs

Where cards were more interesting than phones

And there was not a wall, but shelves packed with books

I come from my mother’s care and support

And my father’s carefully restrained temper,

I come from old television shows, and dogs licking my toes to make me giggle

I come from thieves and giving my soul to anyone willing to ask

I come from manipulation and divisive relatives

I come from my mother dying to know what happened

And my father’s blind need for revenge

Blue eyes that dance over legos like mine did for Barbies, and a shared crave for action

I come from a thin string called money holding my family together

From a grandmother that only an ignorant child can handle

Days filled with screens joyous with ocean creatures

And Cesar Millan pushing people, me, to treat animals right

I am the hours spent painting, not sleeping

The hours debating who suffers the most

Obsessions over what breed would give the most emphasis

My mind is the sleepless nights when I accidentally turn on the news

My mask is the need to achieve my best while serving others

I come from depression and frustration

The need to succeed and not for lack of trying

I am Vyvanse and motion sickness

I am the child of struggle

I come from months filled with explosive arguments and uncontrollable quivering

From ideas turned into debates, turned into arguments

From the passion of happiness

I come from my love

For everyone innocent

And for everyone corrupt who still loves me

Love pure, and without angles

My love for passion is who I am

Passion to save animals neglected by humanity

I am the happiness in animals.