mother culture Does Not Control Me

March 4, 2015

On the outside, when I am at school or professional:

I smile a lot, and I crack jokes whenever it is appropriate,

I act like I am interested in many things, and I ask questions,

I act weird, and I fully accept that people call me a nerd.

I act like I want to act, not how Mother Culture or society want me to act.

On the inside, when I am with close friends or alone:

I am happy a lot, and I express it whenever it is appropriate,

I like to learn many things, and I research my questions,

I am weird, and I fully accept that I am a "nerd"

I am who I am, not who Mother Culture or my society wants me to be.

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