I am from the Mariachi Music
From the burnt corn and burritos
I am from the sparkling stars.
I am from the earth I love, the callilys.
I am from the birthdays and celebrations, Alicia, Victor, and Erika.
I am from the Aztecs and Mexicas.
From the don't worry about that and hurry we need to leave.
I am from the City of Angels, Corn and Carne Asada.
From the appendix that was taken out of my mom when she was 2 years old, the hard struggles my dad had growing up, and the hard struggles my Pa and Ma had to have a wonderful life.
I am from the hall of all the pictures.