#spokenwordpoet

I was stupid to let you get a hold of me, you tricked me.

To think that you were the one, the one that was right for me.

I’d really thought, “Did God finally hear my prayers?”

To even let you go on ahead, take advantage of me.

You in your pretty talk, it swayed me like clouds.

I felt like I was saved from my despair.

You had me believing that..

You could also return my feelings back.

But you didn’t, did you.

Those feelings you returned back were merely some pitiful “lust.”

Disgusting.

This is my second trial at my first spoken word. I'm quite nervous, always have been of putting myself out there so please, do let me have your valuable feedback!

° ° When our lips touched I didn’t feel skin I felt forever And in forever you’ll see our souls Together Us, 4ever

It’s a strange feeling to be the first generation in my family to be born in the United States. Sometimes it feels normal. But other times, I’m reminded that I’m privileged.

I often feel stuck between two cultures that are completely different from each other. Do you feel more Armenian or more American? My friends ask me. They don’t understand. You can’t have one without the other. With non-Armenians, I feel Armenian. With Armenians, I feel American. Why? Because these cultures couldn’t be more different.

I feel Armenian when I dance. I feel Armenian when I hear the beat of the drums and the Shalakho music starts and I throw my hands up and kick my feet to our music. I feel Armenian when I invite friends over and feed them dinner. And give them snacks. Dessert. Wine. I feel Armenian when people ask me where I’m from or where my accent is from. I’m from California I tell them. But I’m Armenian. Because I know what they mean. And even if I tell them I’m American, they won’t believe it. Because I don’t look like them.

When I’m with Armenians, I feel American. Why? Because there are so many traditions in the Armenian culture. This is what we’re doing because this is what we’ve always done. They say. I think I’m allergic to this phrase. I like new things. Challenges. Freedom. The unknown. The unexpected. Possibilities. I feel American when I talk to my family. When I take risks and they want me to take the safe path. I feel American when I speak. With freedom. And boldness.