I ditched my Dolls

Worked hard to get Here

Had to Climb some Walls

Some built from Fear

Making Family Proud

I WILL be the First

Have them all Wowed

Try to Avoid the Worst

A female who is Hispanic 

Defying Social Expectations

Labeled as Manic

Judged for my Relations

A female who is Caucasian

I have such “Privledge”

But still no Evasion

From my other Heritage

I still Strive

Proceed to College

Be glad I’m Alive

To grow my Knowledge

One of Thousands

We experienced Pain

But from different Lands

We are all the Same


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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