To be like them I must give things up
I can’t eat
I can’t sleep
I can’t even speak
To become one of them
I make my sacrifice
My blood must be spilled
My flesh torn from my bones
To become one of them I must vow
Never to speak out of turn
Never argue with their judgment
Tell them they own me
I can become one of them
But in my own time
I wish to be me for the moment
Before I am dead on the floor
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