Broken

Broken am I as I looked at their pictures and noticed that

they would only hang out with their own kind,

they were all East Malaysians,

not a single WEST MALAYSIAN,

Angry seems to be the right word here

but somehow it doesn't feel right,

I just came back from the land of the natives

I felt so close to them,

And here,

I feel the anger rising,

this can't be happening,

What's worst is that

They are all so unfriendly

Only a few would talk

But still to get to that point of intimacy

Is so damn hard.