Third Culture Kid

I’m not Kenyan, Egyptian or Nigerian
I’m not Qatari, Emirati or German

I’m a third culture kid
An unlabelled human with no lid

I’ve grown up in all those places
Diverse cultures & diverse cases

Exposed to all sorts of races
I learned not to judge faces

In a world that does
But who am I to fuss

I went to International schools
With many fools & too many rules

I lived in hotels and villas
I hung out with saints and killas

I grew up pretty fast
Well, one must as an outcast

I’m not complaining
I just never stop changing

So I keep bouncing about
Even after moving out

Feeling lost in a world of nations
Where Croatians stick with Croatians

But I’m alright
I have no war to fight

And I know I’m not alone
Many see planet earth as our home

Maybe we all do
But patriotism blurs the view

Nobody is native
So no human should be hated

Or maybe I’m fooling myself
And I should keep my thoughts to myself

  • THOUGHTS
Seb

Brought up amongst contrasting cultural worlds I seek to continuously understand more about the troubling yet beuatiful existnece of human life in this bizzare and mezmerizing universe of ours. 😀

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Seb

Brought up amongst contrasting cultural worlds I seek to continuously understand more about the troubling yet beautiful existence of human life in this bizzare and mezmerizing universe of ours. :D

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