by Valierose Bulosan
I am from the East and now I'm at the West
Searching for the best, not wanting to be like the rest
It is like a test that pierces through the chest
Thought it was a jest but really it was just a test.
All the sorrow and distress; all the lies I must confess
Words were uttered nothing was expressed nonetheless
It was the time in between; by then I was only thirteen
Mighty woman holding the torch with equity
It is such a mystery but here goes your history
Mind was empty yet they still inquired my dignity
Submit to the authority surely they'll give you an identity
Chimera of imagination lingers behind my vision
There is a limitation if you'll just have to pay attention
Didn't receive adequate education for there is a scarcity of possession
To carry this ambition? It's all just an illusion.