More then My Name

I am from my name, whether it’s on my bedroom wall or in the mouth of my family.

Awaken by my alarm clock I hear the birds chirping and pecking.

My Pandora is the only noise I hear until my sister comes home.

Then it her voice all throughout the house.

I’m from my bed, it’s where I live.

Usually chillin’ on my computer with my green, brown, and pink blanket.

I’m from the white bored that directs my life; it tells me what to do as my day goes on.

I am from a pointless m&m machine,

Mostly because I don’t like chocolate.

I am from the jewelry box, the one I’ve had since I was little.

Given to me by my mom,

It holds my past, present, and hopefully my future….ring.