Slam Behind the Curtain Scholarship -- CLOSED

Ever sat there and wondered? Ever sat there and thought? Ever sat in the dark and wondered who you are? Ever avoid speaking words? Ever avoid being seen? Ever avoid the public because you're…

"Look at you, just sitting there Say nothing do nothing What's wrong?" What's wrong? I'm an introvert In an extrovert's world. No time to me No time to be free Of mind of body. My mind is my temple…

I stroll down the streets of my town, through the hallways of my school, through the rooms of my house, And what do people see? The town sees me as the councilman’s daughter, who’s respectful and…

From various faces I see the same The touch of a feather is all it takes Makes me feel like I'm not real who am I here today? I saw a pebble cry once it was thrown, kicked, smashed and broke Made me…

Just call me Ms. Spud my accessories are my expressions, they depend on my situation or my companion. Ms. Spud exchanges my smile, swaps out my eyes. She's casting on characters to only one actor.…

Under my sleeves there are scars you see they were created so deep that they will never leave constantly reminding me of how much I caused my family to grieve under this smile you'll soon come to…

Every day is a masquerade ball, Lit up by the fluorescent color spectrum, Of those who come to the humble abode To converse with others' vibrant tints. Feathers and plumes adorn our heads That caress…

Ominous clouds, mysterious and inviting, I run to them, blind to their impending danger, Hoping, waiting for the sweet sensation of water running down my face A sensation that never comes The sky…

Facades are great Until they start To fade Away Promise not to laugh, Once you see, What's been gnawing at me No rhyme nor reason, Conformity engulfs me. Struggling against petty annoyances, But the…

I don’t have a dark past that I’m ashamed of I don’t have a secret eating me from the inside out But I wear a mask. My emotions are a part of me that I can’t control when I’m alone They are strong…

What a particular morning, when the only thing I am able to do is looking for a better life. No one warned me about the power of my thoughts, and I guess it never seemed to be an important subject…

Crying in my room. I just want to be accepted. Just want to be loved. I don't know why it has to be like this. With so many people that already can't stand me. How could I ever show them the real me?…

Behind close doors I actually have a personality but yet to be explored... Because where my heart lives it rains...alot And the monster in my closet remains lock At first I would hear the monsters…

Ring, Ring the alarm clock rang, Isa rolled out of bed with a groan and a bang, Looking at the time realizing how late it had become, The morning routine was cut and out the door she had run.…

You look at me and you see what I want you to see You see the glitz and glammer The pretty face, and name-brand clothes Because of my mask you don't see me, You see the costume I've created I hide…

I hide behind the mask of Society, The one that imprisons the essence of so many. She summons each of us with promises of wealth, popularity, beauty Power. I cannot help but be seduced by her, The…

Everyone knows, When they speak to me... Everyone knows My story. They know, They know, Of my travels Of my sexuality Of my hopes Of my abuse Of my greatest achievements Of my breakfast. There is…

The truth is I don't know who she is Disguised so good I blew this With the lipstick on high heels strong But my ankles not so much I'm just trying to show that I Can play the role Just like all my…

Every morning she stood in front of the mirror and was ashamed of what she saw She hated the kinks in her hair the sea faring bridges of her nose the fullness of her crimson lips So she sought refuge…

Behind the curtain I question who I am as it doesn't get much more temporal than that. A human at best, a figment at worst, it's assumption that destroys my innovation. Yet, I manage to sneak into…

A mirror, a window to your soul From which nothing can be hidden. A thin sheet of glass Between two worlds, Separating us from our lies, That which cannot be hidden from ourselves. A dark sight I…

(Before I was saved, This was me) -------------------------------------------- Destructive .. Alone.. Unproductive .. I can't write poetry it seems My mind is so mentally blank It feels impossible…

All we know, from young to old it to hide ourselves, to create a new person. We lose ourselves in creating a new you. Something that hides who we really are so that if anyone were to say something…

Who am I? It's a tough question, do I answer with my achievements, my dreams, or my friends? Do you want to know my shining moments or the stories of my scars? The pain from my first heartbreak,…