You can't know my feelings,
you can't see my pain.
You don't know my wishes
are all sometimes in vain.

For forces ruling all the laws
of our finest lands
never see the beauty
for which honor stands.

Alone I face my honesty,
in darkness, truth is there.
In quiet stillness all pride rests,
behind a wondering stare.

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