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Impaled on a stage, and weighed on scales, with bits of litmus paper thrust distrustfully in odd body crevices, I'm shown the statistical proof of stunted growth and blundered opportunities Wounded in self-esteem, I study my dented identity, feeling loathing and disgust for the sham ham actor, who practised his insufficient skills within that person that I strove to be. Ceilings to ambition, once so lofty in height, slide downwards to cramp my impeded vision, while derision goads me to wriggle free from the grim limits, newly imposed on walking tall.      From deep within, I'll somehow bring to birth      a structured character of human worth.