To Be Known


I want people to get to know me...
I'm a hispanic American
A foreign fruit planted in foreign soil
I am sad and anxious
Though somehow I try to see this place as a brightness
Masked by clouds
I am dark skinned
Hispanic but made up of African features
In my mind I'm a writer
In reality I'm undiscovered
In my mind I'm famous
In reality I'm a no one
I have a YouTube channel
I hope to inspire teens to do better
Sure I'm not there yet but maybe if I work hard
I could make a change
Matter to someone....
Yes I can be cruel
I'm just masking the hurt others have inflicted on me
I listen to music to ease the pain
Listening to people who understand
That's when I go bright
That's why I want to be big
To open people's eyes
See how we're living isn't life
To show them the real sun
Not just the flashlight

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