U R...

There's a brilliance you can't hide,

There's a spark you can't wish away,

Hide that sheer brightness,

That can blind the lights of day.

It’s the mellow of the night,

A fire burning bright.

A prancing, wanting child,

Hidden behind the fright.

Shackles of dogma,

Handcuffs of stigma,

A must diploma!

An adult’s carcinoma!

And so the child is lost,

Dreams forgot.

The ‘voice' blocked out.

Is THAT what success etched out?!!