The Reason Why
AS I sit here thinking
Writing these applications
Waiting for an answer
Either a Yes, No, or Not Right Now
I wonder why I do this
Why I let this consume me
Why I let this tear me apart
Why I let this cause me pain
….But then I look up
I see them
I see the struggle they had
I see their tired eyes and smiles
I see them fight
Fight for me and my siblings
They came to this country
To give us this opportunity
I realized
Why I let this consume me
Why I let this tear me apart
Why I let this cause me pain
Because they love me
Because I AM THEIR CHILD.
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