Leaving old and entering new <br />is something really hard to do <br />Entering into a foreign land <br />A violin mixed with a jazz band <br />Different languages and different races <br />Different climates and different places <br />When the world is strong and you feel bony <br />You feel out of place and you feel lonely <br />When everyone else has their own little clique <br />And some people will act like they are the lick <br />Trying to fit in makes your blood boil <br />When you are the water trying to mix with oil <br />But you must learn to bend things a bit <br />One way doesn't always have to be it <br />Oil and water may not mix, but it all settles down <br />Individuality shouldn't be something to fix, but worn proud like a crown <br />Next thing you know everyone will try to bite your style<br /><br />Bridgett La Shae Wines<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/immigrant-s-pride/
