IF THEY LET US is a poem by Chloe Mitchell. It's written in Braille over the album cover. It's ****ing beautiful. Should've been the title, Anti is so... ugly looking
I sometimes feel that I'm misunderstood.
It is simply because what I want to say,
what I need to say, won't be heard.
Heard in a way I so rightfully deserve.
What I choose to say is of so much substance
That people just won't understand the depth of my message.
So my voice is not my weakness.
It is the opposite of what others are afraid of.
My voice is my suit and armor.
My shield and all that I am.
I will comfortably breathe in it, until I find the moment to be silent.
I live loudly in my mind, so many hours of the day.
The world is pin drop sound compared to the boom.
That thumps and bumps against the walls of my cranium.
So being misunderstood, I am not offended by the gesture, but honored.
If they let us...
some things never change 
