Where I am From Knockoff

I am from the bottle
from broken toys and locked doors
I am from Poor and Depressing


I am from Nightshade
whose hatred kills
I am from broken bottles
 and bruises


I am from kings and queens
and from addictions to hate
 from anger to depression
I am from drinking
 from abuse and sorrow


 I am from Insanity
hiding under the covers
 I am from the moments that bring insanity and instability
and dark thoughts in the back of your head