what exists beneath
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Who hides behind this mask of mine,
The one given at birth so fine,
The one who wishes to fit in,
Yet identity sticks like a pin.
Through dance she moves effortlessly,
My True Self
My true self is a lion
A gorgeous one you see
When she stands up fierce as well as tall
What exists beneath my curtain
What exists beneath the wall, the shield, the barricade
What extists beneath this bright smile
Beneath this laugh that lights up the world
What exists beneath my protection
