I am so I
isn’t that what troubles you?
if I become you
won’t you still be troubled?
I am so I
isn’t that what troubles you?
if I become you
won’t you still be troubled?
Leave the shores
and the lands
leave the feelings
and the burdens
leave the childhood dreams
and the traumas
leave the pangs of regret
and piles of guilt
leave your mindset
and the shackles
Tied around
is the sash of weird
threatening to become
the veil of weird
why women
you are just weird
Double-faced predators
roam the land
unscathed in their skin
relentless in their pursuits
Muddy stinking sub – humans
Brushed the shiny sparkling surface of her soul
With the deadly filth
produced by their own rotten minds
The least they knew
the more they bragged.
Muddy stinking sub – humans
in the garb of borrowed humanness
cursed the humanity all along.