I am from

I am from my mistakes making me who I am
But only those from witch I’ve learned
And never having a single regret

I am from rainy days in July
Watching all the old fade
Feeling the rain softly kiss my skin
And rinse away the pain

I am from hiding behind the couch, in a closet, or under a bed
Squeezing my teddy with all the strength I have
Praying for mommy and daddy would stop
To swearing I’ll never believe

I am from wanting to make a difference
To impact someone’s life so immensely that they view the world in a different way
But hoping to achieve more

I am from standing up for what I believe in
And never backing down
No matter who says what

I am from choking on others ignorance
Judgments lashed upon me
All because nobody else knows who they are

I am from being forced to grow up
Being a mom to those I cannot stand any longer
Taking care of them, allowing them to be children
To them not appreciating a thing I did for them

I am from crying myself to sleep every single night
Putting up my walls
Never letting my guard down no matter who it is
Putting on a mask
And remaining strong, not because I want to, but because I have to

I am from being invisible to all, and fading into the background
To being known for who I am
And not what another thinks I should be

I am from opinions being shoved down my throat
And being told what is wrong and right
To becoming everyone’s greatest fear
And developing a mind of my own

I am from cold skin and coffins
And rivers of tears
To flowers and butterflies
And being able to face all of my greatest fears