I come from a place where laundry is layed around the house, 

The house where everyone spends Christmas at 

The place where the bright green grass turned dead 

The place where I grew up in and soon leaving 

The place with the broken playset in the backyard 

The place where 5 kids are getting old like the rusty porch in the back 

The place where you can hear music from the outside 

The place that feels like prison like the 2 dogs in the cage 

I come from my mom

A 44 Filipino women, 

With so much love for me she can brust 

Eyes shaped like almonds,

Smile as shiny as a diamond 

A personality like the color purple, 

But she feels the color black 

I come from my dad 

A native Hawaiian dad,

Who saw Hawaiʻi change to a paradise 

A 43 Hawaiian Filipino man,

With an egg-like shaped head 

With a lot of pressure on him 

With a lot of stress

I just want to make him happy 

I want to make him proud 

I come from inequality, 

I come from disappointment.

Constantly compared,

Constantly misjudged.

Being told “Youʻre not good enough,”

A smile to say, “I am fine.”

So I was met with blood-like eyes in the morning. 

My eyes so puffy like a cloud,

And tears pouring down my face like rain tracing on a glass window 

I feel like a flower that hasn’t been watered,

I feel like a home without a home