I’m From Clorox, from bounce sheets, Bleach. I am from car on the highway, From the way wind blow through my hair.
I am from my skates digging into the ice, from a puck Hitting the ice, the crowds going wild from a goal.
I’m from a scooter hitting the ground, blood running down my knee, Getting a X-ray of my broken arm,and it was broken.
I am from scream of joy, wrapping paper flying, present being played with, the smell of turkey, ham, I’m from the way people gather on a holiday.