Where I'm FromA Poem by Ms.Bri
I am from mild nights at home and loud yelling
From Deniece and Christian
I'm from pain
Memories of him keeps me focused, I'm from heartbreak
A piece of me has left this earth
I'm from Determination and consistence
I have learned to swallow my pride and remember my thoughts
I am overcoming me
I am listening to what people are telling me
I am from cracks in the ground, Hard and unbalanced
From stay in school and Go hard or go home
I'm from ghost town and brick city,
fried chicken and lasagna,
Recession and paycuts
From weed smells to perfume scents
From sore feet to good paychecks
From tired eyes to open minds
From judgement to over achievers
That's where Im from
From runover sneakers to jordans every week
From social security to job hunts
From welfare to eating when you can
I feel like the government is giving up on me, why me?
I ask, was I chosen or is this badluck?
This is where I'm from
and I'm not ashamed
© 2012 Ms.Bri
Added on January 4, 2012
Last Updated on January 4, 2012
Abouti am briana i live in new jersey ..i am here to share my poetic words with others .. i am me and that's all i can be ..I love expressing the way i feel through words. more..
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