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I have watched you walk away

Never have you faced me

It seems that i've lost my place

I don't want to be accepted

even though I might feel rejected

I am ME

I am bits and pieces of everyone

I am what I want to be

I am who I choose to be

Maybe if my hair were a little bit lighter

or my eyes a shade darker you'd see me

But my hair is not of silk, or light like the sun

and my eyes aren't the night that you sit in and cry

I am of light skin, but not color of white

I have light eyes, of greenish shades,

my hair is not of sunshines but more of ash brown



Where do I belong you ask?

Is there a place I should be?

Maybe, but I don't belong here with you

I don't belong in my land of foreign language

Is there a place in between all of this?

Can you give me directions to get there?

Will I be the only one there

or are there more like me?



Do you want to search for it with me?

Can you handle our differences without causing chaos?

I know that you try and scare everyone,

but here I am standing in front you, looking at you

staring at your soul....

I won't back down, but I also won't push you down

If you fall I will help you back up

and tell you not to give up



Do you still wonder why others don't see me?

Maybe if they heard me like you have they would

Maybe if I cut myself and show them that I can also bleed

just as they can they'd realize that i'm not so different.