I am from a box
From the the ordinary and empty
I am from the community of self isolation
Afraid, alone, with no true feelings shown
I am from a seed
Grown up from the ground
but I grew to become a weed

I'm from pizza and movie nights
From my mother and a ‘sperm donor’
From the loud and pretentious
From the perfect and beautiful
I'm from the storybook fantasy
The look at my perfect daughter
And don't look away

I am from royalty
Bland and bitter
From the cursing children
And the runaway teens

Ordinary and empty
A Weed
Loud and pretentious
Perfect and beautiful
Royal
Bland and bitter
Another runaway in mind