Two Flags

Some people are born under two flags. Their parents are of two countries and this is the situation of me. I live under one flag, but wish I lived under the other. For a while, I lived under the other flag and felt the world belong to me. Now I live under the one flag and everything seems to be taken from me. Those who inspire my life live under the other flag. While the ones whose flag I live under fail to recognise the potential within me. It is a dilemma I face everyday, whether to go or to stay. However I am not the only one, there must be many more just like me who live under two flags and wish they lived under the one farthest away. 2 May 2009