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.
How Can I write about Who is hiding behind the curtain?