I am from mountains from creeks and palasades lake
I am from the school of star valley ( hecktict, boring, it feels like a jailhouse)
I am from the meadows the cotton trees whose cotton fluffs i remember as if they were the padding in my pillow
I am from friends and family, from childhood and teenager
I'm from the love lost and the love gained
From it's alright and we'll be okay
I'm from my sister with the mother act down, and with the you have me saying always available
I'm from Lisa and Bart's branch
Ice cream and pickles
From the house my grandfather gave us to the loss of a grandmother
The back my father is breaking to keep his family happy.
In my room was a big black box filled with ashes
a last memory to a beautiful mother.
I am from those seconds needed before i was born from the creation of my parents.