when i first got to this country,
i was picked on pretty badly at my first school.
my mother enrolled me in a private catholic school.
she thought it would be better than being at a public school.

BOY WAS SHE WRONG.

i was jumped,
spit on,
and beat up for simply existing.
i was called rubber lips and made fun of for my features,
which made me hate my lips and my nose.
don’t even get me started on being called a sissy.
i wasn’t picked on for being “white”,
but i was different than my other classmates.
my accent was pretty thick and i cried easily.
even though it was a majority white school…

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