Stone-cold faces keep me company
Yellow faces left me astray
I see my face on your face
But it’s not the same
Taped eyes, buck teeth, and yellow skin
Just say you hate us
that We’re not like you
I understand
You mock us, laugh at us
Claim to love us
But when you don’t see a use for us anymore
You throw us away
Like you do
Your cigarette butts
We’re sorry that we don’t fit
The narrow-minded standard
Of who you think we should be
Your eyes call me a foreigner
While Mine call you a liar
My face is not a mask
Not a disguise
A guise
For your selfish troubles
Being yellow
In the red, white, and the blue
A whitewashed shade of yellow
No longer familiar with our own
Hues and undertones
This is what you wanted
But now
We’re no longer “Asian enough” for you
What do you want from us?
Will we ever be enough for you?
No
Don’t put us on the backburner
You were just wearing our skin to play
You’ve got us all wrong
We couldn’t care
Any less
about fitting in
We just want to be understood
We want to be celebrated
Not caricatured
Culture
Vulture
Take all that
Isn’t meant to be given
Stolen identity
Stolen time
No more, no less
