Second Class Citizen

Everyday as the sun peaks through my window
I’m left alone to ponder the reasons why?
Yet I still cannot be so certain
It’s all to much and I cry, Why am I?

A second class citizen

As I stand in line I know not what a waits me.
Yet all before seem know all the rules.
Which door shall I take, Will I ever be free?
I guess I have to pay my dues to be a