In Loving Memory Pt. 1(Interlude)

I can't believe she's really gone She was like a big sister to me yet we were nothing a like She was beautiful, outgoing and fierce And me...well I'm still getting comfortable in my own skin It's hard to love yourself when everybody questions who you are. The people at school Are like "well, you don't look Asian" While the Filipino community, my community says "I speak White? ". My parents say it's just kids being kids but I can see even they are struggling to fit in They're doing their best to adjust but I can see it's hard. At least we're adjusting to Moving here together I've never met or heard about anyone in her family She was here all alone. I...I don't even know if any of her relatives are coming for her Funeral She was a sister to me and I don't even know where she called home.