Piece of paper

I work hard I give love I help others I do no evil I do no harm

Yet, This land I call home rejects me

You say I don’t deserve to be here You try to scare me away You make everyone scared of me

If only I had a piece that piece of paper Maybe it’d make my existence more legitimate Maybe I’d be safer Maybe I’d be accepted Maybe you’d finally like me

Or maybe you still wouldn’t like me Maybe you’ll still push me away Maybe you’ll still hate me

So is it really about a piece of paper Or is it just that I’m me