I am Rohingya

I am Rohingya, don't turn away, I have a story I want to say. I once had a home, a place to belong, Now I carry memories and stay strong.

The world may see a refugee's face, But I dream of freedom, not just a place. I dream of classrooms, books, and light, Not fear, not hunger, not endless nights.

I do not ask for pity or fame, Only dignity without shame. A chance to learn, a chance to grow and build a better future, To show the world what I can know.

One day my people will stand with pride, No longer forced to run or hide. Until that day, my hope will stay, I am Rohingya, and I won't fade away.

Though storms may come and hope feels small, We rise again after every fall. Our courage lives within each heart, No force can tear our dreams apart.

So hear our voices, loud and clear, We all deserve a future in Arkhan. With peace, with justice, hand in hand, We'll build a brighter, happier land. Which is our Golden Myanmar.