I hide behind a curtain

But nobody can tell

There is one thing I am certain

No one knows me so well


They think I am just quiet

With no opinion of my own

In my head there is a riot

But I won’t let that be known


I’d hate to upset the illusion

Of the “perfect” girl they see

I am only human

That perfect girl’s not me


They ask for my opinion

I am reluctant to speak

My brain is my own prison

I fear what they will think


I finally share my thoughts

I didn’t mean for it to offend

Silently I sneak away

I can’t help but feel condemned


I hide behind the curtain

I let my thoughts be known

Now I am determined

To never let them show


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