I endure from a cherishing mothers womb
From a aiding hand that avouches you in the rights, let alone the wrongs.
I endure from the angel voice that whispers goodnight.

I endure from a father who never embraced a heart
From a person that desires my love and a stranger so cowardly and foolish.
I am from no "Happy Birthday" to no "Merry Christmas"
From "I love you too dad" to why should I?

I am from a despondent and doleful place
Where every dream is pale skin, and purple lips.
I am from a place where eyes cry oceans, and hearts pound like drumbeats, except for the one you crave to hear.

I am from bags underling my weary eyes and "happy pills"
From "It's normal to feel crazy" to "Stop pretending"
I am from white lines across my body and monsters under my bed to monsters inside my head
From being locked away for days, and honored insane

I am from "big brother" to "my guardian"
from "where's mom?" To abstaining the question because for the rest of time, the answer will consistently be the same.
I am from a brother that perceives to little, but a lot more than my father.

But most important

I am from a mother that lingers to prevail in the hearts of her children.
From a divine being who will protect me and lead me to prosperity.
And I am from a father who educated me the good and bad in life.
From a stranger who set an image of whom not to be.