the reading of books
and nonchalant looks
has got me up on edge
how do i let
my true colours flow
when i am nothing
but the universe
which is only everything i know
how can i make do
with the unjust
and bias based views
of powers that i know to be true.
i am blind
i am weak
i am a child of unknown beliefs
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confess yourself
undress yourself
to your bones
reveal your soul
to yourself
you need to know
who you are
before you can help
anyone else
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