Everyone expects it
nothing more than a sweet girl
but nothing less than a smart Asian
like rebelling is not a part of growing up
but neither is staying home doing nothing

I look at myself in the mirror like a self-portrait
trying to actually find me
find myself
in the riot of high school
and not getting too caught up in the crowd

I sing some Mariah Carey-oke
but I still go to school like a good girl
and my mind lands
in land mines of thought
when I do these things

I wanted to tell them that it was different
that I don't only fall under one category
but no one ever understands
no one wants to listen to anything
nothing I have to say

I stare at my reflection in the mirror
not a sound or word out of myself
because that is not what defines me
but who I am now
and not who I was

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