you mistake me ,you must be .royalty?
You mistake me ,from your crown view .You
mistake my mind for a dog pound :
restricted ,neglected ,forgotten and run down .
Run over ,like a puppy not knowing
that before the first steps you take
you should look where you going .
Seven days on the streets make weak,
bitter ,belittled ,benevolent beasts
of even you .
Social supremacy is not supremacy but a lack of same suffering ,and ultimately all you doing is running from poverty .All we doing is running from poverty.