Yes, I am fine the way I am
You say that my English is bad
Because you can’t understand me
When I am speaking English
You say that I mumble some
Words
That don’t make sense
Yes, it took me a long time
To learn English
English is my second language
My mother’s tongue is Portuguese
I forgot already how to write
Portuguese
It doesn’t make sense anymore
AIso all my poems
Are written in English only
That is fine to me
You always try to change me
And tells me that I am no good
The way I am
Because I am no good
The way I am
You want me to be rich
In money
Sorry it will never happen
Because God made me a poor man
Also, you tell me that my clothes that
I wear every day is garbage
Because it is second hand
I don’t like design clothes
I am happy wearing secondhand clothes
That is my style
Sorry







