I still remember the day that I had to leave it all

And move to the city where I felt so small

Blue skies turned grey but we had to stay

My family didn’t have a choice

And I didn’t have a voice

I was greeted by a concrete jungle

And was forced to struggle

To find my place in my new “home”

Except all I could do was roam

I was a kid and I was young

And I couldn’t speak their tongue

So they treated me like I was less

Because I did not possess

The same things that they did

So I was forced to get rid

Of the way of life that I knew

And make my accent subdue

And that’s how I found

What it’s like to be the new kid in town