I’m sick of not being smart enough for an Indian girl

Sick of every movie making fun of my kind

I’m sick of not being tall enough

For frankly I like looking like a midget

Sick of these size 0 making me feel fat

Sick of everyone being scared of a female or colored president

Tired of these narrow minded thoughts people try to infuse into me

Sick of these lies everyone tries to play off as the truth

For not even you believe them

As time changes you wouldn’t think the roads would still be packed with hate

Yet again the color of my skin and the culture I associate with is tattooed to my forehead

Sick of going to the airport and getting checked

Sick every ones problems being worse than mine

Sick of you thinking about what’s under my jeans instead of my heart

I’m sick of being stared at like a piece of meat

Why do my assets over power the most beautiful part of my mind

For that’s who I truly am
Sick of these people who pretend to be my friends and stab me in the back

Tired of you thinking just because I don’t cry that I’m made of stone

Sick of this world being an unjust place

But most of all I’m just sick of being sick