100 Days of Poetry Challenge - Day 16: Me at others

I was alive at other times.
I used to eat other people's fingerprints,
I was drinking the germs of others,
I believe in the mass pollution of others.
I was born, I grew up
I was alive at other times.
I learned to stand as others,
I learned to walk like others,
I learned to wear clothes, like others,
I learned to comb your hair while others,
I learned to talk like others
They taught me to stand like them,
They ordered me to walk like them,
They instructed me to wear them in their clothes,
They forced me to comb their hair like them,
They made me feel guilty about their contaminated words.
They forced me to live like them.
I was alive at other times.
I wanted to stand in my own stance,
I wanted to wear clothes in my own style,
I wanted to comb your hair in your style,
I wanted to pronounce the basic basic mother tongue
I wanted to take your breath.
I wanted to eat my private food,
I wanted to drink my basic drink
I was born in the wrong time. My time has not yet arrived.
I blossomed in the wrong tree. My tree has not sprouted yet.
I fluttered in the wrong river. My cloud did not accumulate in the sky yet.
I was alive at other times.
I wanted to sing a song,
They wanted to fill me in my voice, their tune with shawl.
I wanted to dream like me,
They forced me to see a dirty dream like them.
I wanted to stand on my own,
They instructed me to stand head down like them.
I wanted to talk about myself,
They wanted to put my words in their mouth and the garbage in their words.
I wanted to get inside,
They told me to stand up like them outside.
They used to say that they were eating a piece of meat on the face of success,
They are proud to be kneeling,
They thought of the back hinges,
They used to think that the neckline of the neck of the priceless ornaments.
I was away from a piece of meat. It did not tolerate them.
Instead of being kneeling, I embraced persecution. It did not tolerate them.
I greeted the chest in the chest instead of the back hump. It did not tolerate them.
I used to wear a scarf instead of throat. It did not tolerate them.
I was living at others time. My time has not yet arrived.
There was no shortage of traditional fish in their pond,
They had no shortage of traditional grains and shawls,
The traditional floral festivals in their gardens were
I dug the tigers like me in their time
I did not get water in my dighi.
I used to plant them in my time
The crop did not grow on my land.
I wanted to plant a garden like this in my time
There is no flower in my future garden.
Even then, my dighi did not come for burning water.
Still, the time for new crops did not come for my land.
Even then, my garden did not come in the festive season.
I was alive at other times.
Everything has gone down in the future like failure
They have been bored with success like the present.
The flowers they wanted to pick, they picked it up with nails.
I just saw in the dream wonder flower.
The girl they wanted to catch up was caught by a bandit like a barbarian.
I've just caught my young sister in dreams.
They killed the women they wanted, they killed them in the arm.
I got my woman in dream only.
They used to kiss wolf-like teeth.
I just increased my dream to the lips.
I was alive at other times.
My eyes did not see what I wanted to see.
My time has not yet come.
I could not walk on the path I wanted to walk.
My time has not yet come.
My heart could not offer what I wanted to offer.
My time has not yet come.
I could not hear the ear of my ear heard.
My time has not yet come.
The skin which I wanted to touch, did not touch it.
My time has not yet come.
I did not find the world I wanted.
My time has not yet come. My time has not yet come.
I was alive at others times.