I was told
I was told to learn the hidden vernacular of shame.
Deep down I knew who I was,
But not the others.
I was told that just because I am a citizen
It does not make me an American.
But it was never spoken.
I was taught from the history books that spoke of happy endings,
But when the day came to it
We were in the same place we began.
I don't understand.
I live in a place that prides itself in freedom
Yet the nation stays chained to the past.
It's not the country
It's we the people.
WE THE PEOPLE
It's hard to understand the meaning.
There was a time.
We were united
Yet we continue
To be divided.
We are the citizens
Of the shadows.
We scorch
In the sun.
We're fine.
We're proud.
We're pleased.
We're guilty.
We're sorry.
Nobody says the words untold.