Sorry

I am from long city streets

that I know like the back of my hand.

I am from fifteen-to-twenty minute walks to school

on a set path.

Sometimes nice and sunny

others cloudy and dim (it smells like a garbage truck).

I am from street corners where precious memories were made.

It seems like forever ago.

I am from not saying a word in class

To being a chatterbox around certain friends.

I am from walking around the halls with a frown on my face

And not being able to stop smiling around those who make me happiest.

I am from a three floor house

with tall trees in front of it.

I am from cluttered rooms

and an organized basement,

filled with musical instruments

I am from “can you lower that?”

and “that’s a little loud.”

I am from my turtles making noises at night

to staying up much later than I should.

I am from rock music.

I am from pounding anthems to soothing melodies,

unforgettable riffs to fast-paced screams.

They are my escape.

From Nirvana and System of a Down

to Arctic Monkeys and Queens of the Stone Age.

I am from listening to music with my dad at midnight

And sharing our thoughts.

I am from rocking out in my kitchen when no one is around

And playing drums in my basement

As I smile at how much I’ve improved over the past 2 years.

I am from my best friends.

From the ones i’ve known forever like Christian, Valerie, Mellisa, Krzysztof, Joel, and Kyle

to the ones I’ve met in high school like Daniel, Alvaro, Cammy and Emily.

They make me the happiest.

I am from playing tennis at the park with Valerie

To playing video games with Christian.

I am from 4 hour long Skype calls with Mellisa.

to watching Kitchen Nightmares with Emily.

I would not be the person I am without them.