Warning, this post contains themes of Mental Health.
This is the second in a three poem series that I wrote while going through a lot of my trauma as a Korean American immigrant. The poems are meant to show my progression in the struggles. This one is from my experiences from high school to college.
I do not fit inSophia Lee
I am too different
I will always have an accent
I will never catch up in English
Things will always be harder for me
No one will ever give me a chance
All I can do is to continue to build for the next generation
I do not fit in, and I will never be allowed to fit in
If you are struggling with Depression, Anxiety or thoughts of suicide, there is help available.
There are various different hotlines that you can call that specializes in people of different locations and identities. Also if you are in the US you can call the National Suicide Hotline at 800-273-8255