I am from Texas,
Born and raised
For 5 years.

I am from Utah,
Raised there for
The next 3.

I am from California,
Been growing here
For nearly 7 years.

I have grown from
Different things
More then where
I have lived though.

I have grown
From bullying.
From constantly
Being told,
Written,
And yelled at
Every little thing
That is wrong with me.

I have grown from music.
From that
One
Accepting thing
Who never tells me
What is wrong.
Who's soft ukulele strums
And awakening trumpet tunes
Have been the only
Thing capable
Of calming my
Shaky breath.

I have grown from
My friendships
Whether successful
Or not

I have grown.

I have grown
And yet,
There is still
Much more to
Fix,
Much more to
Learn,
Much more to
Find.

But I have grown.
I have fallen down
And gotten back up again,
Countless times.
That is was I
Am most proud of.