Where’s My Home

William Tiong & Goz Asai
@williamtiongg

Was born a sin

The yellow from my food rubbed off into my skin

I’d go to school

My lunch was noodles

But lunchables were diamonds where a kid would rule

A child’s game

Meant the smell was fatal

And I know my mother’s tofu made them leave the table

My culture

Was vulgar

Through American lens

I lost all my color to make more friends

What a nice house this is

But it’s not mine to live in

Bloodline had crossed the ocean

But fate didn’t want us chosen

I don’t know

Where’s my home?

What a nice house this is

But it’s not mine to live in

Bloodline had crossed the ocean

But fate didn’t want us chosen

I don’t know

Where’s my home?

Well now I’m older

But still disguised

Cause even in my homeland I feel colonized

By these people

Who ask me where I’m from

But I thought we grew up with all the same games and norms

Say can you see

“Land of the free”

Yet I’m shackled to their wants and needs

It’s no home for me

What a nice house this is

But it’s not mine to live in

Bloodline had crossed the ocean

But fate didn’t want us chosen

I don’t know

Where’s my home?

What a nice house this is

But it’s not mine to live in

Bloodline had crossed the ocean

But fate didn’t want us chosen

I don’t know

Where’s my home?

I don’t know

Where’s my home...?