Me veo al espejo y no se que me espera.

Talvez el mundo sigua,

Talvez estamos en una nueva era.

Lo unico que si se,

Mañana será un nuevo día.

Nunca supe quien era,

Born in the U.S.

Pero criado en México.

I don’t feel like the rest,

And everybody says that,

But shit, you can put me to the test.

I’m not the same,

Never was, never will.

And thinking of being like everybody else just sounds lame,

My brain works too fast, I just need a chill pill.

Not like the rest,

Pero todavia, I know I’m not the best.

Bilingual mo’fucker.

Don’t know which language is better.

But still write both in BOLD LETTERS.

For some I’m just another “brown fucker”

Another Mexican with tats and piercings.

For some white folks that means:

“A good for nothing beaner”

I’m so much more than a beaner,

We are more than some cleaners.

And even though we could be much meaner.

We respect who respects us.

We try to dress to impress US.

I need to keep working hard,

Make a difference for the rest,

Need to keep doing shit smart.

Cause we don’t get much of a chance,

But we could have some of the best.

Alex Davila (he/him): Y.O.L.O. :)