I stand guarding a closed curtain,
Hiding secrets...
Hiding lies...
Hiding history that is left to be untold...
Why can't someone see?
Why can't someone free me from this unescapable position?
Why do you see the act I put on, but not the truth in my eyes?
Can't you see this exulant behavior is just an act?
Just hiding my shame and misery?
Why don't you ever think to pull this curtain aside,so I can be free from the lies,
From the secrets,
From the pain I've endured?
Why do you believe the fictitious life,
This performance that's seems as it'll never end?

I stand guarding a closed curtain....

Just pull it aside.