my poem on being mixed @^@

what am i

what part of them am i

they all look at me and exclaim

something im not

i grew up learning this

but they look at my face 

and expect that to come out

whats wrong with me?

i try learning the words

but its all too clunky

incorrect pronunciation they say

im trying arent i? im trying.

the other words flow better

but then id be lesser

looked down upon

worse culture, worse race

so i try to fit my face


对不起, 对不起, 对不起

im so sorry

im sorry my mother looks like that

im sorry my brother looks like that

im sorry i speak that language

im sorry, aku minta maaf

can u tell i was listening to your best american girl (/// ̄  ̄///)

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