I’m from troubling times of death, loved turned to hatred
parents fought, as I closed my wearied eyes and covered my ears
family’s what I care about, yet divided,
where we laughed and loved over arguing, to cover up the sorrow and sadness.

I’m from growing up resilient and independent, the man in the shadows,
where I watched the future, as the past watched over me,
where I am like a bird: majestic, free, and alive,
but I am held down by the tethers of my previous life.

I’m from my father before me. Trying to love the mother I have, by lending a hand
to overcome and rise above the death,
where I search for hope of life filled with warmth of happiness, and love
as I leave the past tragedies behind for successful a future filled with love.

I’m from learning, living, and laughing about mistakes,
quitting wrestling, where I learned from what I did right,
and what I've done wrong by not loving my father,
where growing up, to college and a family.

I’m from a family divided by death,
by a man taken from this world,
where my fathers death tore me apart,
where the person I love helped mend a beatless heart.