You will never know what it's like to be the only kid with black hair and slanted eyes in your kindergarten class.

You will never know what it's like to be called Chinky Chinaman on the playground at 5 years old.

You will never know what it's like to ask your 1st grade teacher about Vietnam.

Only to have her tell you that all humans are created equal.

(Please.)

You will never know how dehumanizing it feels when your grade school friends ask if you can see when you laugh.

You will never know what it feels like when those same grade school friends tell you that all Asian People are rich.

You will never know what it feels like to see your cousin, aunt, and uncle immigrate to this country and try to survive off welfare.

You will never know what it feels like to want to be something more than just the "Asian Kid."

You will never know what it feels like to be told that, "you don't even act Asian."

You will never know what it feels like to be stigmatized as the model minority.

You will never know what it feels like when somebody asks you while standing in the buffet line, "Do Japanese people like gravy?".

You will never know what it feels like to be held at gunpoint by Asian Gang Members.

You will never know what racial harassment feels like as you get pulled over by cops and get accused of being part of the Asian Mafia.

(Asian Mafia? Oh that's right, they're upstairs in the Chinatown restaurant. Just like Rush Hour.)

You will never know the true meaning of identity crisis.

You will never know what it feels like to be plagued by the small dick Asian Man rumor.

You will never know what it feels like to have this desire to whip it out on stage and say, "Ha! We are gigantic!"

You think you know.

But you have no idea.