Shame Me Curtain
The darkness in here makes the room so bare,
I hide out the light so it can’t come near.
You placed me in front of the world I can’t see,
Never acknowledged, until it’s time to be cleaned.
I know that without you I wouldn’t exist
Sorry I got stuck here, you seem really pissed,
You tore me down and fell to your knees:
Shame is a curtain and that curtain is me.
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