The cloudiness that holds within your mind
You allow it to reside there?
Your judgment is biased, your speech unruly,
Yet you run through my words like they are your air.
You can never understand me
You will never know my pain,
You will never be able to walk with me
For you are not worthy to possess our name.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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