I have this love and hate relationship with my homeland Always felt ashamed of the passport I’m holding Hiding at right away After airport check in So no one can see Bc that’s not the person I wanted to be Never felt free in here Never felt this place suits me Every time coming back I have this fear That I will stuck And won’t get out From here Perhaps I would love this place a little more If we had borders opened with Europe Or even better no boarders at all If not the Russian influence If we had national identity a little more Oh god I’m so tired of repeating it That no, my country is not a part of Russia No we have our own history separate from them And our own language But I don’t even know it properly Bc these jerks from the East of us did everything to eliminate it (If I only could I would cut out Russian language out of my memory forever And replace it with something else) But at least I’m half Ukrainian Which makes me a little bit more proud of my blood Bc unlike these country residents they’ve got ***** And they do not have this national identity crisis I’ve been raised up without family values Even more I’ve been raised up without no values at all I mean there were people who tried to put some values in me But they couldn’t make it Sometimes I envy those who’ve got some values At least it makes some sense for their living While I’m just keeping my existence senseless And I turned out to be the saddest adult after all Well if you can call an adult this infantile creature It seems like I went too far So what I wanted to say is It seems like I pity my country out of love But I don’t want to identify with it Or be somehow connected Oh god let’s us be the creators of our own destiny