Curtains

I hide from myself

From the fears

The doubts

The insecurity

I show a different me

A me that is confident

Joyful

Loving

But it is all an act

A way to run from my emotions

A way to show that I am better than myself

I fear that if I tear away the curtain

I won’t be loved

I won’t be respected

I will be abandoned.

Left in the dust like an old toy

So I am left to wonder

What if?

What if I tear the curtain?

Will they love me?

Respect me?

Or will they abandon me?

Just as I have abandoned myself.