A curtain you say?

I applaud you for that

No mere curtain could ever hold me back

What's its color?

Its make?

How tight is it bound?

Does it have gold tassels that trail on the ground?

I assume most would need more than some fabric and string

A box, a wall or a cage you might say

Something strong it can't easily evade

Evade you ask?

Oh yes I forgot

Your curtain is all it needs to keep lost

Mine can't just be hidden

Or kept alone in the dark

It cannot be known to the world

It's to be shackled and locked

Are our true selves really hidden?

Or are they shut up deep inside

Straining to breakout and reveal all the lies

 

Lies you deny?

Come now it's true

Everyone has things they don't want found

It may be one small thing 

Or layers on hundreds 

Tucked behind masks and muffled by words 

From the outside it's indistinguishable

But no need to fret

Everyone does it

It's the way we live in this world

 

Don't believe me?

You didn't even give it a thought

Now it's rhyme without reason

Light bathed in dark

No matter how tight your curtain is bound

Someone will always know there's more

The outer does not reflect the inner's obsessions

The outside realm is thick with suspicion
My front is my lock and it lacks a key
No matter who it is they should never know the real me.