That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet,
Though having a family name makes such a loving bond concrete.
For 18 years I resided under a roof of abuse and pain,
But through such struggle and homestead strife, a warrior I became.
I kept my family’s secrets. I told myself “be tough.”
Until I realized the fight was bigger than me, enough was finally enough.
Families come in shapes and sizes, no two exactly the same.
But the role of a family is to raise you up, and to that family, I dedicate my name.
Today I start anew, off to new heights I go,
I am a Serpico.