They say I can make it, I am a fighter. That all I have to do is find that tiger in me, they cannot seem to realise that my tiger has already been discovered. My tiger refuses to cross the barrier into my mind as he does not wish to be caged and I cannot blame him. I will not place upon the mask that so many others wear, I'll wear my stripes with as much pride as those who claim the month of June. Ignorance is bliss and they must be truly oblivious, These stripes are artifical and self inflicted yet they will never notice. My stripes cut deep and my battle scars bleed, but for a much diffrent purpose.
