A perpetual label stuck on your face
Traps your body behind callous cells
This painful trap hurts you inside
But your pain is too intricate to evaluate
The label tries to get to your knees,
Slows you down and mutilates your feet
Disabled you cannot shift through the space,
Cells get stronger with every move you make
The other face of the cell seems impossible to reach,
When you are ‘unworthy’ and in some severe pain
The warden laughs hysterically at your face
He sees the label and calls you name
The label is apparently too large to not notice
It is capitalized, made bold and underlined
He goes on further to wipe your ways
And will make sure you remain impaired for days
You may cry but it’d be inaudible
So others may not even hear your hollers
The label is the one to be blamed
It lingers as a barrier between you and the world
