When did they disconnect you from your voice

When they took away your choice

You were backed into a corner

Just for being a foreigner

When did they stop your heart from beating

Sitting there seating

Curling your toes in fear and frustration

Blocking your instinct like mental castration

A hard seat below and false truth above

Dictating what it means to find passion in love

Until you can no longer run

And you squint at the sun

As the gravity of lies keeps you still

And the world finally snapped your will.