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Who am I? What am I?
 Who Am I? What am I?

[FIRST VERSE]

It’s just my identity, it’s who I am

No matter what you say, you don’t understand

Look to the future, leave the past behind

Whatever you’re feeling it’s all in your mind.

What am I? Who am I? Which box do I tick?

Hindu, Muslim, British, Asian, Sikh.

Does it even matter, does it make you sick?

 

[CHORUS]

I’m only 17 but my mind is much, much older

All I want is opportunities, to make me go so much further

I don’t think that I get what I truly deserve,

No longer ignored, just wanna be heard

People my age aint speaking out

Voices need to be heard

Yo! Desi’s  shout……….

 

[SECOND VERSE]

It’s just my identity, it’s who I am

No matter what you say, you don’t understand

Look to the future, leave the past behind

Whatever you’re feeling it’s all in your mind.

What am I? Who am I? Do I own a cornershop?

Actually I own half the street.

Does it even matter? What’s it mean to you?

We have to make our own living too

I aint getting no job from you.

 

[CHORUS]

 

[POEM]

Doors need to be opened for people like us

Coz we’re feeling neglected and we’re ready to cuss.

We’re having forums, discussions and debates.

But you’re not listening; it’s turning like the states.

Two million march and you still don’t hear

Open your ears or you won’t have a salary next year.

Listen to it, think about it, don’t make haste

We’ll still be here coz this is our place.

 

[LAST VERSE]

It’s just my identity, it’s who I am

No matter what you say, you don’t understand

Look to the future, leave the past behind

Whatever you’re feeling it’s all in your mind.

What am I? Who am I? Doctor, accountant or engineer

Or a member of the Taliban?

What have you given me? No career.

The doors are closed, we have to bang them down.

There’s no way you can hold us down.
 
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