steping out of the armor

[sojuern]

i wair it every day. it is my armor. my gard. i hold it over my self to hide whair i can see. so i can study oters with out them knowing me.

but do day i have left that cover. i have let one see. and now i waite.
i feel naked among the enomy. i waight. i waight for the shoo to fall. for the gun to fier. knowing that i can't do any thing about it.

i just wish it would come. i even know whair it will come from. i can see down the bail. but i can't see ther triger. i just wish it would be done so i can move on

Sojuern