Tell me what exactly did you expect me to understand?
was that accepting me for who I am?
cracking racist jokes
expecting me not to be offended
'cause you consider yourself my friend so in my insecurity...
I pretended to be amused by your bigotry
came here when i was 2 years old
grew up in a small town
people whispering behind my back
eyes looking me up and down
I am tired of...
always being viewed as a potential criminal
althought I am constantly reminded of the difference between me and you
it doesnt hurt as much as it used to
'cause I have learned to respect myself
I have learned to trust again
and not feel ashamed of where I am from or who I am
all my life I have been reminded that I don't belong here.


By Daniel Esteves