Behind the Curtain Scholarship
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When I’m at school I’m always wearing a mask
I keep quiet, do my work, and always the first to class
I’m very punctual I student I show up almost every day
My knuckles white,
My hair frayed,
My teeth clenched,
I am afraid.
Wandering around streets of million dollar houses I spin in circles,
I'm terrified.
But I am ready.
Wanna know why we seem so shady?
Cuz everybody gotta be the same here lately.
We striving to be different but playing to same part.
That's what's tearing myself apart.
