I keep repeating this one question in my mind
why do I have to judge myself for what I feel inside
what kind of rule must we obey until we can be heard
must we be well-to-do or wealthy in our world
and even if my body aches from head to toe
I always keep a poker face , no one can ever know
although my heart is bleeding, not anyone can see
the one thing that matters is, my country ’tis of glee…