Where I’m from I’m either too quiet or too loud,
I care too little or too much.
Where I’m from I’m told to be myself,
But get criticized or looked down upon.
Where I’m from I wonder what tomorrow will bring,
What will the sunrise start?
Where I’m from I choose to let my mind take control,
I let my imagination guide me.
Where I’m from my mind takes me to the ocean,
I can feel the sun beaming on my scarred skin,
I can hear the waves crash against the old wooden boat.
Where I’m from I can taste the salty ocean in the air as it combs through my hair.
The creaking of the wood planks as the boat is softly tossed in with the wind.
Where I’m from with just a thought I can remember those who have passed,
Telling me that everything will be okay, hold on to what you have.
Where I’m from the night brings thoughts,
The good, the bad, and the monsters.
Where I’m from my mind brings back those I have lost,
Those who I need.
Where I’m from the only monster,
Is myself.
Where I’m from the only person to save me,
Is me.