All those people looking,

But who could really see

what goes on behind the curtain?

Pray my face wouldn't betray me.

All those thoughts and feelings

tried to escape my head;

but quickly they must be pulled back.

If known, I'd wish to be dead.

All those days were breaking

my spirit piece by piece.

A little more dies in hiding.

A little more me retreats.

One has pulled the curtain

unwillingly from me.

How the fear gave way to freedom!

How much better life can be!