Who am I?
White, Jew, something?
What am I?
A pawn in the game called life?
What is life?

I shouldn't complain, my life is alright
I shouldn't complain, it's not like I can change the world
I shouldn't complain just for complainings sake.

I should stop, it's not a real job
I should stop, everyone thinks I'm weird
I should stop, my jokes aren't funny
I should stop and hide in my room.

But why? Am I not good enough?
Why? Am I not smart enough
Why am I not brave enough
Why am I not Hispanic enough?

Why am I so white?
Why am I so dumb?
Why can't I come up with something original?
Why am I so dull?
Why does everyone think I'm weird?
Why dose no one see the world the way I do?
Why, why, why? Who am I?

Please, fix me.