First love

If I break my own back
The back that was build by my mama and by my God
I won’t ever be able to love another man, no where, no how

The back you see makes me stand up straight
Big up my chest, let my heart beat and love so hard
Without my back, there is no me,
and my love for you will only last for a moment

So let me love you whilst loving myself first
Let me be my first love and you my last

So.. I am an immigrant

I was 11
learning about migrants
In my test  I had to write
the definition of  the word immigrant
I thought of her ..
“My mother is an immi.”

At 16
My mother died
She stopped being my constant
She stopped being an immi
and I became one

At 23
Trying to get to know myself
I finally consciously know
I am an immi
just like my mother was.