Where I’m supposed to be

I’m from Oakland

The three and the six

On the wires of electricity

Always a pair of kicks

 

 

I’m from people thinking I’m Mexican

when I’m not

each day some frijoles in a pot

Never lie to my parents cause I know I’ll get caught

 

I’m from planning trips every year

how to get there is never a fear

Not rich, just a little more than the minimum wage

This is not a sad poem, I don’t live in a cage

 

I’m from saying a joke that turned into “the talk”

I’m from protective parents guarding me like a hawk

 

There really isn’t anything important about me

Just that I am who you see

Where I’m from is where I’m supposed to be

A Latina girl from Oakland that’s me