Can't help it

I can not help it,

I am Mexican.

Mexican in my blood,

my anger,

my crying, my cursing,

my mouth, my dancing and my passions.

Mexican in a way I want

everything spicy,

everything intense,

everything colorful and

full of life.

Even my thoughts in English

have an accent,

I laugh,

not hahaha or lol,

I laugh

JAJAJA,

like a real laugh with all my teeth.

I am so Mexican

that there is no way I can betray

the Catholic in me, the earthy feeling in me,

the chinga a tu madre in me.

I am so happy I realized

there is no one else I rather be.