I see what you think when you look at me.
Skin the color of the deepest tan
Weird clothes in a large array of colors
Hair upon my head in a most peculiar do.
I see what you think when you hear me speak.
The way I form my words against my teeth.
The accent that accompanies them as they escape my mouth
The way they resonate in the air
I see what you think when you breathe the air I've breathed.
How you smell the history of my country
The highs and lows; the blood and sweat
my culture and my heritage
When you look at me you see someone foreign
Someone who is not at all like you
If you look inside instead of me
you will realize... the opposite is true.