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Still Struggling


When I came out my mama, I was born prematurely. Already having problems just because I came out early. But it's cool, I made it, had a couple hairs, curly Don't remember much, my eyesight was quite blurry. Now 2, a bit older, I'm a cool little dude Dad was working double shifts just to pay for food. Fast forward to 5, new house, new town Felt out of place, especially because I was brown. Entered school shortly, hardly knew any English But it's cool I guess, because my school was distinguished. Got suspended in my first week just for speaking Spanish After that, all I wanted to do was just vanish. Hate to sound morose, but I admit, it was reality After all this, it started changing my mentality Of how I viewed the world, and everybody living And learned that this world isn't so forgiving. Forgive and forget, quickly learned to use it daily I gotta say, I have seen my fortune changing lately. Now I look at my struggles and believe that I can thrive Especially because I've been struggling since 5. But I'll flourish, I've come too far to let this go Average sized, yet my brain continues to grow. And when I grow older, I'll help kids that were in my position It will be hard, but I'm sure I can complete the mission.
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