lost
December 4, 2018
Have you ever felt like you never fit in?
Like no matter what you did,
The space you occupied didn’t welcome you.
Have you ever felt lost?
Like no matter what turn you took
It wasn’t the place people wanted you to be in
So you keep wandering
As if they were the deciding factors
Cause I’m still lost
in these trauma-filled thoughts
That continue to feed my depression
My family lost in everything I am doing right
Not realizing what inside I am feeling so wrong
Lost in my own way to be
In a culture I call my own
But I can’t even keep that part of me
because there always seems to be someone who feels justified to take it away from me
Laughter in the cursed American accent that appears each time I try to roll my r’s
How can she be Latina, if she’s not fluent in Spanish?
Lost – Perdida
By maybe they’re lost
Lost in the assumption that in order to be a member of my culture, I have to be fluent in a language built on genocide and discrimination of indigenous people???
So maybe I’m not lost
They are
Always trying to find a place where I fit
Lost in society’s ideals of always putting people in certain places
When reality is,
I’m someone that will never fit
Dead end