The struggle of finding where to stand in this hard life is harder each day
Growing up, having noone to look up to...
Living in a family where we all had to work so hard to become something
Our parents so poor the only thing they could give us were our names
Not able to afford school, illiteracy is the backbone of my story
Being shoved around everywhere because I could not answer a simple question in English "Who are you?"
It is funny how life decides to slap you, again and again
Till you see it best to pack that plastic bag of yours you carry and go back home
Home where no one judges anyone because we are all the same
Ignorant yet hardworking..