I came from an obnoxious orange house

with overgrown vegetation

that hides and somber melodies inside.

A history of “un-happily-ever-afters”

with fighting at night, mom reading happy fairy tales

being the magical element in my life.

Sisters and Molly an unspoken communication

with each lick of the popsicle

our childhoods fade.

Bittersweet chocolate cake tastes sweet

with the first bite

but gets sour as you eat.

Tutoring, assignments not on the fridge

“As long as you tried your best.”

with a grin being the phrase.

Fidgeting hands

average grades

with a rattling bottle that helps fix the problem.

Religion being handed to me with a stern fist

just another black coat in New York City

with judging looks comparing me.

One half not being able to put the drink down

with hidden emotions

to make it easier for the other half.

I am from new beginnings a smaller room, but feeling bigger.

The fresh can of paint brightens not only my room

with the music changing to a happy-go-lucky-tune.

A  plan of being my own hero

quietness is my new best friend

with a real smile that feels assuring.

Being on my own

licking every last drop of childhood

with a fond memory of “just yesterday.”

New recipe forming

one of apple pie, sweetness

with a secret ingredient of love.

Standard set for myself

“C’s aren't good enough.”

with a determination to get into Oklahoma.

Going in for help when needed

understanding that there is help

with a proud smile.

Relationship changed

from not accepting to supporting

with prayers not being forced.

Both halfs signing a paper

set free from each other

with a golden pen our improved family signs our happiness back.