A Fruitless Race
Lock up tight
Don't dare relent
They'll take delight
To see you bent
Paint your face
Dry your tears
Show only grace
To all your peers
Mask your scars
Distort their view
Don't move these bars
They shelter you
If someone sees
Your blood is red
You'll become a disease
On a viral thread
Trace your steps
Leave a trail
A tainted rep
Won't bond or bail
If you drink
Do so alone
Otherwise you'll sink
Sticks and stones
Your mouth will open
The vomit leaks
Once you've spoken
No need to speak
If you abide
You'll save some face
Confident stride
A fruitless race
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