Scheme, TP - Curtains

Tell me what's behind the curtains
Like, I just stand here
I stand here, as if I'm the one that guards it
I never turned around
I think they told me not to
Not to ask it
Ask them what's beyond that
That's beyond my purpose
I'm just the man that stands
And looks, a way I guess
I'm unaffected by these things
These things that other people say
Except I am
Because they hurt
But I can't say
It's like I can't stop a gun
I think he took away
My sense of self (Identity)
My identity
Made me feel a way
Like I'm labelled, marked
I felt ashamed
Getting told I'm lacking purpose
I'm just fighting my way
Get past it, you'll get clapped
That's what he always say
Surprised it hasn't happened
But if it did, what they saying?
Oh, were sorry that happened to you
It's just
We thought that you were gay

Good luck with that one
That's all I want to say

Switched up like

Oh, who's this
Like he's trying to be a misfit
Saying sad things
I think he needs his spirit lift
Ignore his broken wings
I won't accept that
It's a way of life
I disagree with jesus Christ
Being the one true gauge of morals
But you believe in another
The chronicles of John
Wait, everyone hates their brother
So why did he write that?
We all must have looked shook
But don't use his words
To win over another
And if they look lost
Then give that boy a cuddle
You don't need to press on
It's something personal
Spread your good faith
Without saying what you would do
But losing my self-belief
Is something I won't do
Admit that I'm nothing
Too bitter pill to swallow
I'm busy with my work
There's no time for pain
Swallow it...

Written by:
Drew Rutherford

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