Too Much Or Not Good Enough?
Too Much Or Not Good Enough
(Mixed)
When My Hispanic Friends Make Fun Of Me
They Call Me : Too White, Call Me Gringo, Call Me Not Spanish Enough
And When Look To My Mother
She Tells Me That I Am Indeed The Whitest Latino She’s Ever Known
I Laugh, A Pained Laugh And Tell Her
That It’s Not My Fault She Married A Ginger, An Irish Man, Whose Skin Was White As Snow
When I Talk To My White Friends
They Say : I’m Too Spanish, Say My Packed Lunch Of Empanadas Tastes Foreign, Say I’m Not White Enough
And When I Look To My Father
He Tells Me That's Just The Way It Is ; That Ridicule Is Bound To Happen
I Smile, A Smile Through Grit Teeth
And Silently Blame My Mother For Ever Coming To America
(Non-Binary)
When I’m With My Girl Friends
They Call Me : Too Boyish, They Call Me Confused, They Call Me Not Girl Enough
And When I Look To My Guy Friends
They Tell Me Not To Care So Much, “I’m Acting Like A Chick”
I Shut Up, I Shut Up And I Bite My Tongue
And Silently Wish They Were More Sensitive
When I Talk To My Guy Friends
They Call Me : Too Girly, They Call Me Faggot, They Call Me Not Boy Enough
And When I Look To My Girl Friends
They Tell Me That It’s Inevitable, That Boys Will Be Boys
I Will Sit, I Will Sit Quietly
And Pray For Gender Equality
(Manic)
When I Am Happy
They Call Me : Hyper Active, They Call Me Out Of Control, They Call Me Not Relaxed Enough
And When I Look To My Medication
They Tell Me That They’re Working, That This Is Just A Side Effect
I’ll Bounce, Bounce Off The Walls
And Let Medication Take Its Course
When I’m Sad
They Call Me : Too Relaxed, They Call Me Depressed, They Call Me Not Active Enough
And When I Look To My World
They Tell Me I’m Too Much, Simultaneously Not Enough
I’ll Cry, A Bereaved Cry
And Figure Out How To Be Enough For Myself
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