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The Move....

From Cali to Indy
I thought things would change
Some things got worse
Some stayed the same
Born and raised
I was called different names
Never fitting in
And I was confused to why
People pointing their fingers
That's the new guy
Little did I see
Little did I know
Discrimination at an early age
Thought it was too early to show
I was too young to know
Friends were few
I always felt left out
The color of my skin
Filled them with doubts?
What's that about?
People want to be different
But I just wanted to fit in
I was a lonely child
With no real friends
I lost pride in myself
Pride in who I was
I had my family
But it just wasn't enough
Getting cut from the team
When I knew he wasn't better than me
Something is wrong
But what can I do?
Judged by the clothes
The cars and the shoes
Low self esteem
It starts to stink inside
My true emotions
I start to hide
Racial slurs
Caused me to fight
Grouped by what's on the outside
People blinded from what's right
This is why I hate myself
And now you know why
You think I wasn't tell the truth
You called it all a lie
But this is my story
About who I am
It took its toll
But this is who I am...

Author notes

This is basically about me back in 1993 when I moved from California to Indiana. My parents hoped that a lot of things in Cali (gangs, racism, fights) would be different in Indiana. Unfortunately, when my family moved my brothers and I were basically the only ones that weren't white so fitting in was difficult for me. Me being so young it was hard to understand why I wasn't accepted and as I grew older things started to make sense.

When you're young like I was being accepted by friends is important to you and you let little words get to you and it brings you down as a child. Confronting something like this is even more difficult and I just let it fester inside which in turn contributes to my low self esteem and lack of confidence that I have in myself...but enough ranting

I know the lines aren't perfect and aren't meant to be because I see myself as imperfect so it kinda went together...

This is kind of my message to the people that teach their kids to judge people based on what's on the outside and what they have rather than what's on the inside and what they have to offer that money can't buy.

This is also to the people that don't feel accepted and don't appreciate who they are. You shouldn't change for anyone. Be yourself and if people can't accept that then they aren't people worth your time...

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  • babyseal
    September 2
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    awh mat it's excellent