see and say Maybe they're right It's better their way. They always win, So of course we would choose To perpetrate a look That will never lose. I'll just take it to the twelfth degree So it appears self righteously To be me. So bury the mirror, And who you really see. And bury the hatred Of who you really be. Then it's easy to forget the grief And promise yourself You can become A respectable Thief! Terri's Veil: Restless and young With nothing to lose. Thrown into your world Unblemished, unbruised. Ready to grow, and trust and learn, But guns fill your hands before you discern The value of life, community and respect A simple way to mask your intellect. Apprentice of self-destruction, A king with no crown Frustrated and confused, By the systematic run around. Yet a gnarly lesson awaits to prove It's by your own hand You win or you lose! Tina's Veil: Abandoned and ashamed Afraid and unloved I hid my pain As innocently as a dove. The Lord answers prayers So invisible I'll be 'cause my blllack and nappy Embarrasses thee. If only but For a genuine veil, I'd lose myself In self-medicated hell. But no need to worry, No need to fret Their 'yaki' hair and blue contacts Are easy to get. Spare not a dime For value and worth Designer labels and gold To our pride gives birth. So strut on high, and lively, and proud As you die slowly With a legacy Broken and loud!

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