I don't want to go,
I want to stay.
I'll do anything to
avoid going that way.
Where everything I say is unheard
I feel like I’m in a herd
My number,
Six hundred and thirty three
A slave to conformity
Told to do things normally.
When I’m anything but
An ordinary story.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem