Pull back the curtain and

Pull back the curtain and I am the girl who dances alone in the house, in her underwear, music blaring.

Not a care in the world. Singing and swaying to the music.

Silly. Fun. Happy.

Alive.

Some say I'm awkward. Others say I'm shy.

Pull back the curtain

And get to know me.

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