Sama-
I just want you to be understanding and sympathetic about it
You don’t have to help me
I just want you to be aware of the repercussions of being an undocumented (illegal) immigrant
Especially if you didn’t have a choice about it
Cuz I didn’t, I didn’t decide to come into this country I feel like I’m stuck you know
They brought me here when I was three yrs olds---illegally
I don’t remember it—they told me in high school, around junior yr
Then I really started to understand what it meant—to be illegal
I knew my parents were illegal forever you know
But I didn’t thought I was
I should have suspected it due to my living conditions and life style
I didn’t have health insurance, still don’t
I also feel, kinda jealous, for my sister, she was born here, she has all the opportunities, I feel like I live my life hiding from people, she doesn’t have to live through that
When I was growing up I felt that jealously, like why is she getting these benefits and I’m not, why is she getting more benefits, and care than me, I always thought my parents loved her more than me and I knew the real reason when my parents said I’m a stupid wet back and she isn’t
And that’s what shocked me the most; I was to scream at my parents did you even have a plan to legalize me in the first place
They talk about putting me through college at all that stuff and then I thought how, how are you going to support me
They’re kinda naive of it
I should have made them understand what it takes to get a diploma a career
To me school was an escape, an escape from my parent’s house, where I was so dead poor, that one day I could be affluent
I’m not ignorant I think about the struggles of others,
I can’t finish college because I don’t have the financial means
I cant get a job because no ones going to hire me
I just want to go to a little box and cry, cry for a whole day ya know
I don’t know what I’m going to do when I get out
Ill have the same reality
I there any hope for me
I want to think there is
What can I do in order to improve myself I wanna do this BUT I cant
Its not my fault talk to my parents
American mentality to help myself
How we treat our impoverished, help them to help themselves
What if we can’t help ourselves?
I have a lot of demons
Insecurity
I just want to believe in myself again
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