Privilege
Location
Fingers tapping on the desk
Considering what to write
When suddenly it seems the obvious choice
Is to write about my life
I wasn't born into a broken family
I have no siblings to share with
I haven't experienced racism
And I have no clue what hunger is like
I still want to help those who do
I support gay rights quite openly
But since I'm straight it gets dismissed
I want to help, for voices to be heard
But instead they hate my involvement
The white, cisgendered, heterosexual girl
They say I have it easy
And I can agree that it's true
But when I try to reach the other side
The other side won't let me through
It seems sometimes the disconnect isn't brought about by hate
It's from pushing away those who are different
Regardless of how much they want to help
Or advocate your cause
Keep in mind that we don't know
What it's like to be discriminated
But remember that some of the "privileged people"
Are just trying to understand