Third culture kid

I'm a third culture kid-
a hidden immigrant;

I seem to fit in;
I've got blonde hair,
white skin and an English accent;

to look at me
you'd never realise where i've been;

that part of me is South East Asian,
American, Scottish, African, Australian;

I grew up in Hong Kong
but went to school in the United Kingdom;
first in Scotland, then in Kent;

my parents are both South African,
my boyfriend's from Spain
and my father works and lives in Bahrain-

to look at me you'd think I fit in
but i'm a third culture kid, an alien;
I just live in Britian!

poem by Danielle Moffat
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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