Fragmented identity
Pigeon holed - told
Trapped by perception
In a cycle of endless suggestion
Of who to be and who you are
This is not your land - you are from afar
Fragmented identity
Constructed, disintegrated - freely
Paint a picture of who I am
Show me, I see no semblance-
Insist you know my inner being
Convinced of my blood without feeling
Fragmented identity
Tied to a home - of multiple lives
Ripped apart by subtle lies
Spirit takes spirit and they know -
Their kin - for it can easily show
To those who care to look deeper than skin
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