The Poem that cannot be named

There are thoughts trying to attack the authenticity of this poem
Between each line − is trying to make someone happy
Between each line − it's politically correct
I will offend many people
I misspell words on purpose and my computer corrects them
Between a thousand lies, there are a thousand truths
It disguised by beauty
But the real beauty doesn't hide
Doesn't apologize
It exists
It exists
It is judged
It is attacked
It is threatened
It doesn't hide
It doesn't apologize


Maiko Maya