Latina-Americana 

Thats what they say

Never seen as one of those teenagers doing the same

I've been labeled 

I've been judged

To the people around the world

I'm just one of their little rugs

They step on my dreams,

They tell me I can't

Not aware of everything I am capable of at hand

My parents came here to help us survive

Why cant they see what helps us strive

You wont make it,

Youre not good enough,

They test me and push me 

But they dont see, 

Everything I am setting out to be

They dont see all this hunger I carry

It's the hunger to make me better than what they believe

I wont be put down for their sake

I've been through situations they wouldnt be able to take

At the age of 16 

I had to mature

Seeing as though I lost something so pure

My sister died in an accident so cruel,

No one wants to believe it to this day,

My family spread apart

I was alone, 

I havent felt complete since the day I was left here to mourn

Suddenly those words became true, 

The little rug feeling was coming out 

Outshining everything ive ever thought about

You wont, 

You cant,

It was all there 

Beginning to pull me

Beginning to tear me

Never in my dreams had I imagined my life to be this way, 

What can you do when this is the price we all have to pay

The pain you feel has you weak,

All you can do is fall down on your knees

You say a word or two, 

Hoping some day it will come true

At the age of 16 

I've been labeled

I've been judged

I've lost

And I've loved

You learn to grow, 

You learn to live 

Most importantly you learn to grow patient with it

I've grown angry

I've grown tired

I'm the same as before

But one things for sure,

I'm more ambitious than ever before

I will get to where I need to 

Not just for me

But for those few people that actually belived in my dreams

I'm a minority living between a majority

Growing with them, 

Never becoming like them.