slambehindthecurtainscholarship Slam Behind the Curtain
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In a lonely and frigid time,
All I see is crime.
I feel so scared and defeated
Cheated, heated, but not depleted.
I keep marching on
Using more than just brawn.
People only see what I show
you still hold the key that opens gates to places others have not seen.
you have been in every inch of y body my poor little body
used and weatherd by the time i have spent here
you wonder ill get better
The true me isn't this scared little girl that I appear to be. She's fearsome like a warrior. She stands against the tides and watches the waves crash around unmoved. She's smart, as smart as any scholar.
Only the snow that falls
knows the things that cannot be seen.
The entire world is a very narrow bridge
You, Uncloaked
Hidden from head to toe
you wonder why they can't see
you won't allow yourself to show
is this the way it's always going to be?
A mask, a facade, a curtain
