Waiting, quietly behind this sheet,
Viewing, seeing reality in its peek.
My dreams are beat
As I seek
For answers behind this curtain
Lives continue onward to strive for better dreams
But I'm still waiting behind this curtain unpleased, 
My cry is heard in only screams
With disappointment I have ceased. 
My reality behind this curtain
With no adventure, my life has stopped,
Just living through others behind this wall,
My mind has popped
Just wondering when I will finally fall
From behind this curtain
With hope and love I shall prevail 
Step forward and fear, that this reality is unreal.
I will sail
Beyond this point, so that I am feel
Life from in front of the curtain! 


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