Young Blood By Birdy

This is a poem that my younger sister had to write about herself for her freshman english class. I particularly enjoyed it and i think you all will too.
 P.s. The poem resounds greatly with the song playing in the background.



A poem 
By Grace Adedipe

I am a passionate, vulnerable, immigrant girl. 
I wonder why the world is the way it is, what happened? 
I hear our future calling, predestined, but waiting to be determined. 
I see bruises on the faces of the boys in this classroom who dare to laugh at my poem.
I want to be the change I want to see in the world.
I am a passionate, vulnerable, immigrant girl. 

I pretend not to feel the shame of my differences. 
I feel the weight of my father's gaze upon me, the apple of his eye. 
I touch the future as it looms ever closer, yet so far away. 
I worry about finding balance within myself. 
I cry for the farmer, never to know the fruits of his labor. 
I am a passionate, vulnerable, immigrant, girl. 

I understand that we all need community; good friends to rely on.
I say "seek wisdom and learn from others' mistakes." 
I dream of a tough, unified woman; a woman that finally belongs.
I try to find peace; with my father, my mother, with myself. 
I hope I will see you all again my dear friends, and we will look back and laugh, and laugh, and laugh. 
I am a passionate, vulnerable, immigrant girl.