Bloodline Crisis

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Lost in the moment for a while,
Hateful subject reflection in my mind,
The depression looks like Geto Suguru sat beside me,
Trying to discover something in my blood,
Convincing myself that I need to be proud,
So that I will feel special for being so loud.

Refugees are being condemned,
A true origin story of villain begun,
It is tragic — a war, so many souls died just to defend,
Who I am? Do I have a land?
They said my ethnicity is almost extinct,
Suck of communism, I do feel betrayed by my own parents.

Being born in a place that is not my land,
Being born as an immigrant,
Abusing myself with contemplate and meditate,
I could be a madwoman who kills her people;
Digging my ancestors heredity with a knife,
Just to find out why my brother has the gene of narrow eyes.

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