I too hide behind a curtain

Much like the Wizard in Oz

I master in hiding my true self,

So others don’t see my flaws.

 

But my true self, I will attempt to express to you

I wish this scholarship had aminuity,

But I suppose Ill just have to make do.

 

I’ve raised my daughter alone since I was a teen,

But I know that’s nothing you haven’t seen.

Although the story isn’t what you may precieve,

It was January 19^th, when she was conceived.

After someone drugged my drink,

Last thing I remember is passing out near a bathroom sink.

 

Ive known many a man before,

Most kids in high school called me a whore.

I laughed it off but deep inside,

I was just like the wizard trying to hide.

I was taught at the young age of eight,

That being overly sexual was “great.”

It’s what little girls do for their daddies you see,

But then why did his dad also do it to me?

 

Because of my past I’ll admit I hide,

I keep all my true feelings inside.

I gave great advice, that I wouldn’t follow,

A lot of the “feelings” I express were hollow.

I acted like I didn’t care about anything,

When I really cared about everything.

I hide my past so no one could see,

Because if they all knew, what would happen to me?

Would they say it’s my fault?

And call me more names?

After all I was eight, I just thought they were games.

 

This last march I learned my dad died,

He ended up committing suicide.

That’s when I decided it was up to me,

To be who I really wanted to be.

 

Letting my past go is no easy task,

Looking in my daughters eyes sets off flashbacks.

But ill push forward to learn, love and grow.

I will no longer be ashamed and I'll let people know.

 

Who am I now you ask?

Well I don’t quite know,

I’m only 20 I still have room to grow.

I’m changing everyday,

Learning to be my one true self in my own way.