I am from Oakland.
Where people ask me how I got to live in the hills, when I’m from 85th.
I am from tough love.
Where your feelings don’t matter but the clothes you have on do.
I am from a Christian family.
They call me religious but the only religion I got is the cross necklace I wear.
Yeah, I go to church every Sunday.
Where people put their hands up to praise the Lord but can’t put their hands up when a cop tell you to.
I am from trust issues.
Where you tell someone something and all they do is spread rumors.
I am from gunshots.
Where every night it sounds like 4th of July.
I am from mistakes.
But don’t they say “only God can judge you”.
I am from a place where people trip about what others say then the own man that created them.
I am from long days and long nights.
Where moms worried about where their son is and who their daughter’s with.
I am from a family who didn’t get to live to 25.
Where losing someone that young is a common thing.
I am from a place where they rather legalize weed than people.
I am from my grandma telling me that she remembers when people used to say grace before they eat and now they taking pictures of their food before they eat.
I am from the hate that can never affect me.
I am Angie.
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