The Turtle Behind the Shell
I'm not the man behind the curtain,
but the Turtle behind the Shell.
How can I stop from being trampled on
when I can't even stand up for myself?
It's hard to stand on solid ground
while I'm constantly being pushed down.
I need to Say Something to make things right,
in order to have a happy life.
I'm tired of keeping secrets inside,
of having all these thoughts of doubt.
That's it, I'm throwing away this shell.
Today, I'm going to come out.
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