When you’re nightmare is their paradise
who will believe you are suffering?
I am suffering
inside their paradise.
was not made for people like me.
Perhaps that is why they call it paradise
I was not always here.
They brought me here.
They made me forget.
They made us believe
our home was a hell.
They made us toil to be like them.
Then they brought us to this place.
Then they made this place our nightmare.
We will never be like them.
Their paradise is not for us.
— Blair Imani