Don’t claim that you know me,
The inner demon in me, you’re yet to see.
You don’t know what I’ve lived through,
Caged, awaiting for a chance anew.
My smiles, my face, may deceive you,
My pains, my trauma, you’ve no clue.
Don’t see me with those prejudiced eyes,
You can’t hear the voice, the echoing cries.
You aren’t aware of what life has thrown at me,
I am prepared, and don’t worry, I’ll come out free!