City

The city's such a crowded place.

It forces us to look at the way we look at ourselves,

because who I see in the mirror,

and the picture I have in my mind,

isn't always the same thing reflected in stranger's eyes.

Make a catalog of all of my actions.

Write it down, fold it up, and keep it in my pocket.

Hold it close until I can answer the question.

What do I represent in this context?

(A history of centuries of oppression.)

Because I don't know who I am,

or what it looks like behind the veil,

and I've just become a little more aware.

It's a sign of my privilege,

that I've never had to deal with this kind of labeling.

Take a train ride 100 miles north,

find the same situations as before.

It's a socially created relationship about domination,

and a subordinate.

And I don't want any part of it.

But everything plays a part in it.