Dream Deferred

I'm not just an asian
but an Asian American.
Therefore I haven't lived my life like my mother's
but her expectations are like no others.
It's about time for me to decide on my future,
but why must she make it so difficult?

My dream since I was a little girl,
was to be a teacher with a cute curl.
A dream that was mine for so long,
but mother had slowly changed the beautiful song.
Telling me my bright and grand dream
was childish and immature.

I've let go of something important to me,
and then I began to question,
why must it be me?
I have no goal to strive for,
and no imagination to spare.
For my life felt like it had ended,
right then and there.

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