This is me

(I'm gonna speak, just listen)

The world looks at me and says, "Who are you?"

But I call my own name, I walk my own path,

Now it's time to show you, let me tell my story.

As I walk these streets, I feel the eyes on me,

"Where are you from?" they ask, but my roots are with me.

One side is Africa, the other side is Seoul's streets,

But my color? That's what makes me carve my own way.

Dreaming of the future, leaving the past behind,

What I have here is my voice, my strength.

No matter what the world says, my value is what I define,