There came a point last year when I realized I've grown;
I wasn't the same person that walked through the front doors freshman year;
It was as if the narative of my life had taken a different tone;
Because my purpose in life became clear.
In such a prestigous school I was nothing but second-rate;
Where only 3 months prior I was at the top of my eigth grade class;
I studied until I couldn't see straight;
And at some point I didnt think I would pass.
Somehow I kept my head above water;
And I had proven to myself that I was capable of doing it all;
I was more than an immigrants daughter;
And I will make it to the top even if it meant a brawl.
I will no longer compare yours truly;
To others so cruelly.