Sierra
Today my dad preached me for being so strong, for not faking how I feel, I told him I don't know any other way to be I am my laughing out loud And my tears on my cheeks My pain in my words, Those words in my mouth I am my heart on my sleeve. (And I owe it all to them My nort star and my soil My love for the rain and the sun Once they sculpted who I am I am all I can be since then). I. Sierra