MY CITY
CHINESE
BY MICHELLE
LIN

城市从不掩盖我。
我讨厌这些树
一个个都不属于
这个城市。
空气充满着烟,
我呼吸进去的是毒。
而我的声音
在这个城市
从未被听到。
The city never sheltered me.
I hate the pretentious trees,
Each one out of place
Without a sense of belonging.
In a city full with smoke
And toxic in the very air I breathe.
And I hate how my voice
Could never be heard
In a city of millions.