Where I’m From

I’m from the messy bedroom looking like a battlefield,

With books lying on the ground enjoying the weather.

The drawers open taking big gulps of air.

I’m from a comfortable sofa awaiting and gazing at me,

hoping to get company,


I’m from a fluffy monster the size of a fist,

Traveling thousands of miles in “The Cage”,

Picking up the treasures and CRACK! chewing with its puny hands and razor-sharp teeth.

I’m from our turtles with their usual carefulness,

Slowly allowing their heads to travel into the unknown bright world,

As they gazed shyly around.


I’m from pizza to Japanese food, from dumplings to noodles,

With the fresh and rich tastes spiral down into my body.

My mouth glares at my stomach jealously,

Daring to steal any more of his food.


I’m from a board game with a green box,

With money given to me as I take over the Boardwalk,

Then the world,

As my friends cry in dismay.

I’m from “eat your vegetables!” to “brush your teeth!”,

Says the mother of perfection,

working until the end of time.

Meanwhile, a father who has an award for being most confident was focusing on his million-page report.


I’m from soccer.

The ball thuds.

Whistle blows.

We cheer.


I’m from the ocean with waves that flow slowly onto the glistening shore.

The fishes flop joyfully into the cool water.

The pale moon looked down inquisitively.

The serene waves trace the smooth sand.


I’m from my sown world,

from creativity to happiness,

from friends to my family,

from my own mind, my emotions,

from a community.

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