Quien Soy
Growing up in a box where I did not feel safe
because my neighbour refused to pay a dealer for a magic pill which helped him escape reality
so he was put in his box of reality
I was scared to step foot on the blood printed sidewalk
for everyone to see what lived amongst our comunidad
so for Christmas I made a wishlist filled with dreams
dreams everyone said I could not achieve
so I wrote what I could not get
a good education
where I could learn to how to read and speak English
My wishlist was filled with words my mom and dad never heard of
and I hoped that one day instead of gunshots
my parents would hear a sea of people applauding for my next performance
i hoped that instead of seeing a pool of blood
my parents would see people wait in line for my new book
but those dreams were only in a notebook
whose words were smudged
with tears that fled my eyes because I could not be who I wanted to be
My neighbour seeked for a drug
I seeked for words
words that would remind me that I am not like those
who find pleasure in ending a story
and my story will never end
My newest chapter has begun
where I have an opportunity to change blood printed streets
to a sidewalk where fear is no where in sight
where my brother is no longer scared of the monsters under his bed
where my words have no longer been dreams that will never be achieved
but goals that I have reached
Fear will have no place in my heart
and I will finally be able to spill my written pieces into songs heard by mis amigos
and inspirational words for those who have begun their chapter
I am a difference
I am a writer.
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