Poems about Immigration

As I get up in the morning I greet the day. And although the sun is shining, A smile does not grace my face.
Stars/// eyes meet mine across the crowd, calling for migration,temptation,
I am going to paint to you my life My pale color complexion gets me liked
[Hook] I'm so exhausted . Can ya see I'm frosted I tried too hard an' lost it Now I'm frost bit .
I grew up loving dogs.
On the occasionally sunny day, when it does not rain The Smiler walks out into the blue of today,
As an immigrant, my voice was stifled. Spanish? Unacceptable English? Complicated  
Abroad I battle challenges with hope Despite the nightly toil and days alone, The songs of poetry to soothe my soul
You were a child  who didn't belong in one place or the other.
Privilege, fair skin, and Latina pride   My privilege is living in America with Latina blood and fair skin  

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