I'm From the Land of Smiles

I'm from the Land of Smiles, the beautiful country with temples and palaces where monks and royalty live. I'm from a mind of great creativity and words, and a mind of artistry and language. I'm from a household of hurt and love-filled words. I'm from a place of great exhaustion and mental illness. That's where I'm from, it's what makes me who I am. I'm from a nation that is constantly divided, a nation that was great in my eyes once, but is now no longer. I'm from a nation that threw daggers into my heart, expecting me to take their words and their hate, never wanting me to remember every one of their words. But I did. I’m from a place of great hatred towards my heritage, my blood, my colour, my language, history, art — everything. I'm from a nation that wants me to crumble to dust and to never appear on these lands again, but this was my land first. I'm from a nation that takes pride in wanting our land back, that takes pride in our history, our culture, our beliefs, our language. I'm from a nation that loves their people, that does everything for their people. No matter what I do, where I go, I'll always be from the Land of Smiles. This is where I'm from.