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Stereotypes

I’m tired of the typical questions.

No my dad doesn't mow lawns and yes I have papers.

Nothing I do seems to change the fact

that I’m bound to my skin color because of stereotypes.

“Mexicans are only good for mowing lawns”

Therefore, I am worthless.

I am a forest and stereotypes are the fire;

they burn me away until there is nothing left.

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Written by
paulette-martinez
21 / F
Published
Dec 14, 2015
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8·64
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#short#stereotypes#true#thought#old
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