This is who i am

On the day I was born,
My parent were in the field picking corn,
In a place we once came from,
A place where we fled to be free,
Now we are mysterious of our family tree,
We are born to do different things,
Yet, we sit and wait for the one that will emerge as hmong king?
For me, people are running out of patient
However, I was born to listen,
I was born to pay attention,
To those whose are losing their passion, the passion to be alive,
The passion to stay positive and high,
By creating a place for them to value living their life,
I cannot change a whole entire race, but I can give them a reason to try,
I can make them think of reason to reach for the sky,
By sitting and waiting, it will only enhance their war cry.
I was born to use action and not to talk.
So don't be sad if you see me walking alone on the sidewalk,
I'm just thinking about what to do next,
I'm not anti-social, I just don't know how to socialize with people,
Word cannot affect me, but people's action can,
I was born like this,
To do and be someone different,
This is who i am