Slam Behind the Curtain Scholarship Slam Behind The Curtain
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To know who you are is a lie
what you think or want to be isn't exactly accepted in reality.
So I became what everyone thought of me
I believed whatever they taught me .
"Don't you feel beautiful today?"
my mother asks.
Her badgering of my clothing,
the constant scorn she speaks
haunts my mind as I approach my descent.
"Femininity suits you well,"
Trapped in a shell
She's clawing to get out
But no one can tell
She makes sure, without a doubt.
Father would be enraged
That's why I keep her caged.
If you differ in opinion,
In the depths of the soul there is a place
a place where the innocence lies awake
Where planes fly high in the heavenly space
a place where there is no time for a snake.
The depths of the soul hold something asleep
The curtain's hurting my eyes
I never chose to hide my pride behind red velvet
I listened to that last monologue and felt it
The curtain is falling on me
I want to rise with every scene however the curtain
