On the good side of the curtain, 

I am the smiling, sweet girl that everyone can see.

On the bad side of the curtain, 

I am the dying, angry girl that only I can view.

On the good side, 

I compliment and praise.

On the bad, 

I degrade and deteriorate. 

On the complete side, 

I laugh and cherish all. 

On the broken side, 

I nurture myself in hopes that I'll be fixed. 

Only when the curtain opens,

Can the pieces truly unite. 

I'm ready to stop my hiding,

but I hide so that I save the others.