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Bide it well
Hold it still
Wait for the moment

A moment of uncertainty
a moment of battle clarity
a moment of freedom

Bide the time
hold still
stead fast ahead
wait for the moment


to strike
Is this fear?
Is it anger?
Pain?
oh what is it I am feeling

The numbness
the sting of a cut
the confusion
what is going on?????
Perform my act
I watch you smile
the crowd cheers
and they give you a thumbs up

but when they leave
you growl and bite
cutting me with words
and leaving no trace

Stand up in front of the crowd
play my part
do my act
and listen to the cheers

One by one
they come back
asking for an encore
Calling me by name

"Shes so impressive"
"So imperational"
"We want her"

But when time comes
you make an excuse
and hide me behind your shadow

cutting my wings
chaining my feet
preventing me from flying

Act my part
entertain the crowd
hear them clap
and watch you smile

how much longer will you chain me?
how much longer will you beat me?
how much longer must I hide
the scars no one sees?
When the poet talks
I hear their story
But when they write
I listen to their demons
To understand a fragile mind
to love a worried
to support the pained
love the unknown

So little
so forgotten
so not enough

just maybe
there is still hope
maybe tomorrow could be better?
Did you really wish to talk
or did you not remember when I told you I was different

you praised me
when I helped a child not breakdown
but yet it was all I could
not to do the same

You get mad when I get overwhelmed
always have to be perfect
but how can I be perfect
when you keep trying to knock me off my tightrope

so did you really wish to talk
or was this the cover
because you don't want to admit
I'm different then you?
So swift
So small
you blink
and its gone

Small idea
Large applications
understanding
the concepts beneath

Stories untold
Inventions to be created
Past pain
coming back up

So swift
So small
All the thoughts
of a troubled mind
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