When I moved here I was told
"Don't tell anyone, nothing of what you have
You'll be a target in so many minds, people will come after you, just for that,
in the end they'll break your heart"
What my mother didn't know was that,
People didn't care what privilege I was born into,
They didn't care about money,
Rights,
Laws,
All they care about is looks,
The look of a naive person to manipulate,
Dominate,
Control,
In their eyes, I was none of that,
I wasn't beautiful, naive,
In their eyes, I was someone who should be treated as a child
Someone who shouldn't be bothered
Someone who wouldn't destroy everything they had
Someone who was far from nice
I didn't want to be looked that way
All I wanted was friends
But none of them seemed to accept me
I didn't want to be looked down at
Or admired
I was something they saw as an opportunity to use for grades
To them I was
smart,
All I know is what I'm taught
And yet
I feel so dumb
I've done dumb shit
Met some dumb people
And yet I am no one who should be bothered
No one who's privilege is going to stop others
I own a privilege many wish to have
I speak a language many want to speak,
Understand with full clarity
And yet
In their eyes
I.
Am.
Nothing.
I'll never be something
I'll always be
Just
Someone
With
A
Stupid
Privilege
Who can only be obtained by
Marriage
And I
Will
Never
Never
Never
Find my suitor
