Whole


I know I cannot be
The girl you want me to be
I don't have blonde hair
I don't have blue eyes
I'm not tall and slender
And I don't have big ample bosoms
That you would want to grab on to.

I'm just me...a person...a human
I'm two halves of a whole
Two cultures and continents connected
Into one
I am she
And I believe in me.


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