A poem about the other side of privilege, de E.R.:
If your heart is not your own to give
If hierarchy is where you live
Don't let me fall in love with you
If all I can be is an expendable third
If I can't trust when you give me your word
Don't let me fall in love with you
If your love is so fragile that I am a threat.
If I constantly feel like I'm in her debt
Don't let me fall in love with you.
If dreams of unicorns are what you both crave
If I'm expected to simply shut up and behave
Don't let me fall in love with you
If I have no control of the path our love takes
If I'm the one blamed for all the mistakes.
If I have no voice, no power, no say...
If I'm simply a plaything and then sent away
Then please, don't let me fall in love with you.
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[Si no tengo control sobre el camino que nuestro amor tome,
Si no tengo voz, ni poder, nada que decir,
Entonces por favor, no te involucres así conmigo.]
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