I am From Pictures of my youth each telling a story, in their own way. I am from journals with unwritten thoughts, words from feelings long ago. Words encouraging and intimidating, nevertheless guiding me through life.
I am From Pictures of my youth each telling a story, in their own way. I am from journals with unwritten thoughts, words from feelings long ago. Words encouraging and intimidating, nevertheless guiding me through life.
I am From Pictures of my youth each telling a story, in their own way. I am from journals with unwritten thoughts, words from feelings long ago. Words encouraging and intimidating, nevertheless guiding me through life.
Each telling a story, in their own way. Backyard swing sets and picnics on the lawn. I am from fairy tales and once upon a times, with stories of love and adventure, now replaced with bittersweet reality. I am from journals with unwritten thoughts, words from feelings long ago.
I am from white picket fence neighborhoods,
two houses, two homes. I am from the charisma of my mother and the confidence of my father.
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Teaching me that life starts at the end of your comfort zone.
Words encouraging and intimidating, nevertheless guiding me through life.
I am from my grandmothers records,
each holding onto a memory from years past. I am from her stories and photo albums, showing me that memories may fade but never disappear.