Behind the curtain

look and see

quiet and fearful inside

its me.

Looking for someone who'll love me for me

not just someone to add to my family tree.

Shadows of past friends who've turned into foes

ask them why, no one knows.

But thats just the way,

that my life goes.

Counting each tear,

and whiping my nose.

In front of the curtain I live happily

Smiling, laughing, all with glee.

But if you just take a step

to become closer to me,

there's just a black pit of misery.