Nobody took the time to understand
Nobody cared
Nobody knew
Wiped off the face of this planet
Like the last time I smiled
Laughed belly up
Felt natural for a picture
Not ashamed to show me; dismorphed
That was the India I grew up in
That's the India I don't want to be in
I feel for Vir
Not free to be you, trolled by patriots; diaspora
Will nobody let me do me
Trapped by privilege
This dichotomous condition
My crutch; to walk away
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