DREAMer
Remain in the shadows if you want to stay.
It was a secret that had to be kept
They aren’t like you
But I never dared ask why.
They warned me about what could happen
if this secret were set free
I was four and a half
& had no idea what it all meant.
My parents always said
try hard, be determined, be good
& you’ll learn to succeed here.
But what was this “here”
they always talked about?
A new home, a new country, a new life ?
Soon I learned I couldn’t just try hard, be determined, and be good
to succeed in a country that didn’t want people like me.
Papers, social security number, and financial aid.
It might not seem like a lot but it is;
That’s what separates us with them .
I did what I had to.
I kept my grades up, stayed out of trouble.
But that still won’t be enough.
I’m just an undocumented DREAMer
trying to reach the American Dream
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