I wish I could laugh with you.
But I am not welcome to
Your celebration doesn’t include me.
If I could choose to accept it
I will not be granted all of your merits
The designation of a select few
It was then shoved down my throat
To look glamorous on the vestibule
The cops had you protected
But they were looking at my people like
We’re wrong for travelling to our destinations
I am not granted to share your joy or elevation
Using the residential space is a rarity
You only come out when you can take it all over
Then fading back to black
The cities path turns normal
And you can act as if you
Associate with no one.