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Outcast
Outcast, unwanted, uneeded, unloved
Too many times left out in the cold
Caught inbetween two worlds
Feeling trapped as if my future has been sold
Taught to be ashamed of part of who I am
Those lessons easily ignored
No home like a tumbleweed in the wind
Like a sand placed on then carried off shore
Not fully accepted anywhere I go
Trying to find who I am
They want me to be something I can't be
Why can't they understand?
Two Worlds
Ancestors from two worlds
Reach out their hands
To choose one is to spit on the other
Can I not chose both? This I don't understand
Nordic, Viking, Native, Lakota
Both sets of blood call my name
I scream becasue I love them both
I just can't win this terrible game
It's fine, I am both
A bridge between
Others will say what others will say
But when I look to the stars and see their gleam
I know ancestors, black hair, blonde, skin red and white
Look down on and watch me
A child of two worlds
One day I'll be joined with them all, not judged, just loved, finally free
I thought I'd try my hand at poetry. Hope it's good. Yes... I'm mixed.
Outcast
Outcast, unwanted, uneeded, unloved
Too many times left out in the cold
Caught inbetween two worlds
Feeling trapped as if my future has been sold
Taught to be ashamed of part of who I am
Those lessons easily ignored
No home like a tumbleweed in the wind
Like a sand placed on then carried off shore
Not fully accepted anywhere I go
Trying to find who I am
They want me to be something I can't be
Why can't they understand?
Two Worlds
Ancestors from two worlds
Reach out their hands
To choose one is to spit on the other
Can I not chose both? This I don't understand
Nordic, Viking, Native, Lakota
Both sets of blood call my name
I scream becasue I love them both
I just can't win this terrible game
It's fine, I am both
A bridge between
Others will say what others will say
But when I look to the stars and see their gleam
I know ancestors, black hair, blonde, skin red and white
Look down on and watch me
A child of two worlds
One day I'll be joined with them all, not judged, just loved, finally free
I thought I'd try my hand at poetry. Hope it's good. Yes... I'm mixed.
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