a compilation.

identity

Living as a minority is hard.

Staying and trying to survive in a country like this,is tough.

Your skin,your eyes,your face feature determines you. It sets borders on you.

It sets borders on whom to love or how to love,how to act and how to call people.

Strangers called you and refers you as your race,your skin,your eyes.

Human doesn't even bother to ask your name,they are more curious on your ethnic. your faith.

have u ever felt that your identity start to overwhelm you?

i had. It felt bad.

Your identity eat you up.

That's what we called identity crisis.

My heart is for the country but my country hates me for being different.

I love the culture but the people allergic to my eyes and my skin color.

Discrimination are everywhere.

Minor to major and vice versa.

Is it so wrong to become different?

I start to hate on my own culture because its people,its discrimination.

But what did i get? Nothing.

Maybe it would get better if i just accept the culture. Accept my culture and refers it as mine. Proudly say that is mine.

I hope that if i throw love at it,it will throw it back at me.

the love,not the hate.

so that my identity would not set a borders on me,but instead it will set me free.

im different and im proud to say that i will always be different.