Poem: I am what I am.

I am what I am.

A product of history and others.
A person with deep roots from different parts of the world
I am from South America; Peruvian from both my parents.
Daughter, mother, sister, and cousin.
Though born in The United States, that cultural is strong.

I am also Japanese, from my mother's side.
However that cultural is lost, and so is the language.
I am also Italian, from my father's side.
However that cultural is fading away.
Nonetheless, my roots flow through those culturals, and it makes me - me.