Oh curtain, my curtain

oh curtain, my curtain.

So opaque that sometimes even I can't see through

I lie so hard that I believe the lies I'm telling you.

All I want to do is run and escape and become someone else

Escape the torture and the pain that I have felt.

But who am I to leave the people who need me?

The people who call because I answer so quickly?

I'd rather hide my pain and be there for yours

To clear your eyes so you see the opportunities and open doors

If I have to draw the curtain up on my pain and rub your shoulders

Just know that I'll be there until the pain is over

I will suffer in silence so you can live out loud

So you can grow up and make yourself proud

Inside I will die over and over again

Never show it in my face because you need a friend

You have enough problem swarming in your head

than to worry about a friend who every night cries in her bed.

I put on that mask and hide behind that curtain

Because my problems are never bigger than when you are hurting

oh curtain, my curtain

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