I am from a place unknown. I am from a place no one should go. I am from him, I am from her. I am from the dirt underneath the Earth. I am from ink and paper. I am from the thoughts they think. I am from the golden snitch to the Quidditch pitch. I am from gumbo shrimp, To pumpkin pie. I am from the stars in the night sky. I am from craziness and noise. Yet I still manage to have poise. I am from the things that make me, me.
The original poem is by George Ella Lyon; I just made it my own.