I have something hidden, something behind the curtains of my soul.

You can say I have another being banging at the door.

This being is a monster, and should be let out.

For all the bad and harm that he can dish out.

This person wants to be seen, this person wants to be heard.

This person wants to write and say one or two words.

This curtain can only hope to contain him and his destruction.

To put a front on and show some correction.

This person has an advantage and a massive feat.

He's already inside of me and he's kiling me from the inside out

and I am defeat.