I am an American

I have been an American
My entire life,
Ever since dad
Asked mom to be his wife.
They are American too
Despite the color of their skin,
Being born in Mexico
Doesn't make their life here a sin.
I've looked like all the other kids
Ever since I was young,
Only on the inside at least,
Which doesn't make my life here wrong.

And now I'm all grown up you see,
Trying to start a life of my own,
But going to college, earning a degree,
It's impossible without a loan.
And why must I pay the price
For a check I didn't cash?
Just because I eat beans and rice
And don't have paper that's red-white-and-blue
Doesn't make me any different than you.

3-26-16

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