In 2017, I left my childhood behind,
I had to leave the land of traditions and culture
and start a new life in America.
But it was hard. Harder than I thought
It was like sleeping in a bed full of roses but
with the thorns constantly pricking my skin.
I was excited to step into a new path of life
not being ready to face the hardships
that will come along the way.
I came here for a better future,
However, I did not feel welcomed.
I tried to fit into my new life,
But it seemed like,
the new life didn’t want to accept me.
“Can she even speak english” is what they
would ask,
Little did they know that it is the language
that I find comfort in.
They remained in ignorance,
not seeing beyond my ethnicity.
Sitting in a noisy cafeteria,
With no one to talk to.
There was complete chaos in my mind,
yet couldn’t get words out of my mouth.
My days being full of meaningless
and dull conversations,
Or getting offensive stares by
my fellow classmates.
I felt like I was walking on the beach,
and falling helplessly in quicksand.
I became a prisoner in my own mind.
There’re a lot I wish I would’ve said
But this is all I can say for now,
I am more than what you see
And I know more than I tell.