April 7, 2008
It’s the wondering that kills you
We can’t sleep at night
Suburban generation
Children of immigrants

Switch between languages
Without noticing
Choosing between cultures
Where do we belong?

We had to band together
As we are pulled taught
Between the pressure
And the vice

I have words
And you have each other
Children of immigrants
Belong to no country

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