How could you judge someone
that you have never met.
You stereotype me by what others are like,
You call me beaner, wetback, fence hopper.
You make fun of me because I'm different.
But I say so what.
I'm me, and no one is going to change that.
So what if I'm Mexican, I'm proud if it.
It only means that my family is that much closer.
My heritage is that much stronger.
So what if I didn't grow up like you.
It just means that my life is much more fun.
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you tease, our lives will never be the same.
Cause we don't belong together, we are from different worlds.
You are you.
And I am myself, wild and free.
And I'm proud to be me.
So I ask you, are you proud to be you?
