There are so many voices
around you
From your early age
To define who you are,
To define your destiny
Or your place.
So many voices to ask,
To order, to persuade,
You get confused,
Embarrassed,
You lose your way.
You are taught and brought up
Under relentless pressure,
How to feel life
And to find its pleasure?
If you are a small thing
And your voice is thin,
How to measure
Your importance
in the world
of inhuman treasures?
* inhuman -зд. бездушных
Embarrassed
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