I’ve been nursed in your womb
Feasted on your principles and policies
I’ve drunk your delicious food
I’m drunk on your glorious history

I’ve learnt your lands, worn your wondrous attire
I’ve lived you, I’ve loved you
Despite your myriad mistakes, I stoke your fire
Despite your lies being many, your truths too few

But tonight is a night of truth and trust
Like every night would be in the ideal world
You are a part of my identity, my duty and responsibility
You have your faults, you have my loyalty

But, I cannot define myself by you
No matter how much you want me to
They say that my refusal paints me unfaithful
Unaware that paintings may have multiple meanings

I do not indulge in your hobbies
I’m not great with any of your many languages
I do not listen to your songs, your movies, your television
Neverthless, I love you
And sometimes you love me too