"I, too, sing America"- Poem

I, too, sing America
I am the other person
They shun me and send me away
But I grow,
And mature,
And become better.

Tomorrow,
I'll be there with them
When they tell me not.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me, 
"Go away, don't come here"
Then.

Besides,
They'll see how better I am
And be ashamed--

I, too, am America