Behind the wall

Behind the wall, you can see so much more than when you poke and prod me. Yes, I'm uneasy and shy now as I sit here in this room their eyes all on me in wonder; I shrink down in my seat like a bug under a microscope. Peer pressure builds and I hope someone won't question me, but respect me. No I haven't had it easy. But behind the wall I'm pretty, once you get to know me.





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