i was born a different color
than my other sisters and brothers
in this strange town
the whitest of all nightgowns
blue-eyed beauties
think my name's "Yumi"
or something like that
ha
they don't give a crap
is math my favorite subject
nope i'm a reject
sitting in the corner
not even really a foreigner
people treat you different
they're very insistent
that they don't
yes you do
don't like to you
-r self
it's bad for your health
maybe it's the opposite in my home country
maybe there's a bounty
of people like me
white people made fun of
their hair bleached and falling off
but here i am
do not have a plan
of how to make them see
i'm not colored
i'm just me

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