In the ten years that I have lived here,
I have been judged, discriminated, and hated.
I have been crushed, hurt, and segregated.
I tried and gave the best I could,
To fit in, to belong, which I never thought I would.
Those times where I felt the loneliness, sadness, and hopelessness..
I fought through and through to reach a goal that ends in happiness.
I learned to adapt, to change, and to blend.
I became strong, and someone that wouldn't bend.
Throughout these years that I have been here,
There will always be judgment and hatred,
but I will never have fear.
I believe that will change, may it be belated.