I am from Gotham, from freedom of my parents,
from living by sam garr and teddy ebersol, from
easy and hard.

I am from boognish's heavy grasp, Thom Yorke's light
voice and the flight's inspiring words. I am from
Puerto Rican life and from not letting me live it.

I am from arabic drumming and funky bass guitars.
I am from the forbidden pot leaf and all it's faults.
I am from a building of family. I am from loud thoughts
and closed mouths.
From american bombshells dropped on my old country.
i am from jewish, catholic, bahai, and nothing at all.
i am being pushed to insanity by my overcaring parents.
i am ill

I am from NYC, from an ocean breeze, from snowy banks
to soon to be boulder's sunshine.
I am from uncle E and A, from hours of backgammon and
car safety videotapes.

I am choosing to be alone from help. Wanting to make
my own decisions and hoping, without letting anyone
know, i am wrong now and right when it matters.
I am wrong now and right when it matters.

I am making my life my own, traveling far in
short steps. I am from my grey walls and my orange
shag rug. From garbage collections.
I am from my new family and i leave the other behind me