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.