Jacqueline Dorantes

I saw an image in the mirror,
Of a girl with dark, curly hair
And as I stared,
I wondered what she was doing there.
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This poem is dedicated to Alejandro Dorantes Junior. Although the poem is confusing, I will forever cherish the memories of our childhood that we formed, even if we grow older.. This poem symbolises our journey through life and how things change. Remember I will always love you, my little boy!

Exposed, bare white skin,
Reflecting off the surface of the tub
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I am,
Hated on and looked down upon because of my race
I am,
Discriminated because of the latin resemblance on my face.
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Pressing the breast plate against my chest,
Double-checking the helmet is over my head
The adrenaline racing through my veins,
Knowing this fight will be the last.
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I wanted to be Barbie,
I wanted that glossy blonde hair
Blue eyes, long legs,
and triumphant stare.
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Jesus talk to me,
In any way you could
Point a direction for me,
To follow if I should
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Is there someone out there for me?
I wonder secretly
Watching the daylight fade to mist,
Another day’s chance I’ve missed.
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I walk amongst the crowd,
Blending in, but standing out
Walking for the sheer purpose of moving,
Breathing for the sheer purpose of doing.
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