Behind that there curtain,

Who shall thou fear?

A witch or a warlock,

Perhaps someone from here?

That person is me,

Gawking in fear,

Fear of exposure 

From none other than here.

I shall shadow my face

And make no haste.

For judgment hides inside.

I shall continues to hide

Until what lies inside

Is able to reappear .

My self confidence lacks,

Which is why I must stay back

Because to be judged is my worst fear.

So excuse me please,

As I kneel to my knees,

And make a plea for the real me.