I am American.
But deep down I feel and know,
I’m not American enough.
They say that
Because of my looks,
Because of my culture,
I am an outsider.
According to them,
I must know I’m different.
Even though I was born in America,
I’m always made sure that I’m aware of my own differences.
I thank my grandparents everyday.
Because of my life now,
They know they achieved the American Dream.
Because they gave me the opportunities they didn’t have,
I think of my grandparents constantly.
But sometimes I’m confused and
I’m even a foreigner in my “home” country, and I feel
They make sure that I know I’m
Not a pure-blood.
Though I look like them, they say I’m
“Too much like an American.”
My thoughts and the way I speak show
I question if
I’m not Korean enough.
But deep down, I feel and I know,
I am Korean.
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