The Essence Of Who I Am

My parents mixed like oil and water

You don’t believe me

Us kids were the only thing holding them together after the divorce

And just barely

My brain fights with my heart

Half of myself disagrees with the other half

I got both worse halves of them

I can never let myself just agree

I have each of them sitting on my shoulder talking to me

I want to scream

How do I shed this skin

I listened to my mom and my dad got angry

I listened to my dad and my mom didn’t talk to me

Their cultures mix like gasoline on a fire

I’m a mixed baby but it doesn’t matter cause I’m not black

Even though my mom was born in Zambia

I’m half Middle Eastern

But my nose is the only giveaway

I wake up every day to fight a war that I was born losing

M.A.P

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