Behind the Curtain I hide,

No one would like my other side.

There is worry, sadness,  and confusuion.

No one sees my happiness is just an illusion. 

I am not the same person with friends and alone.  

For when no one is around I only hear one tone.

My thoughts overcome me,

What else could I be?

In this place I don't fit in,

Where I always wear a fake grin.

My friends think I'm always happy,

Becuase I always seem to be yappy.

They see me smile, they see me laugh,

But all that is only on their behalf.

All I want is to be better,

But for that I'll need more than a fancy sweater.

Telling the truth is a good place to start,

For I am not alone carrying my sins in a cart.

I want to push those sins away,

So they can no longer lead me astray.

I will be myself, who I want to be,

And not let anyone walk over top of me.

Until these dreams truly unfold,

I will not overcome this tight, sad hold.

However I know that I am ready,

For the feeling of happiness to remain steady.

I've reached a point where I am certain,

That I no longer want to hide Behind the Curtain.