Belonging

January 13, 2014

No father

mother here

but really there

I am here

but really

where?

nature

or really nurture?

what if I look one way

and act another

assume I'm one thing

and I'm another?

not Mexican

father was never here

not White

My mother didnt care

my friends were all Chinese, but

I'm not Asian

not in my genes

I look white, but

dont identify

I'm not a racist

its just hard to try

I dont belong

they find me odd

no culture

to call my own

no community

really my home

Am I alone?

We all want to belong

In this global melting pot

we sometimes got lost

I thought I knew

when I was with friends

Alone again,

I see it all depends
Maybe, one day ,
I'll find it

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