I am never not in contrast
I can run both hot and cold
Moving slowly and running fast
Holdning on while I'm letting go
I am that light skinned brown girl
That foreigner born right here
I'm afraid of everything
But I have nothing to fear
I am out of balance
While I'm lying down
I'll always be available
But I'll never be around
I'll be the fleeting thing that lasts
Hiding behind everything I show
I'll answer all the questions you ask
But you'll never really know
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The Hapa
PoetryA poetry collection rooted in feeling torn between two cultures. A "hapa" is a term used for people with ancestry partly Asian.