Teenager Behind the Curtain

There are good times and there are bad

Sometimes it's happy, sometimes it's sad

 

I'm talking about my heart

Not the organ, but the emotional part

 

I paste on a smile and act so strong

But no one knows that feeling is wrong

 

I cry myself to sleep, listening to a sad song

Imagining a life where I finally belong

 

A life filled with joy is my dream

I want the happy ending you see on a movie ream

 

My true emotions are masked with fear

That I'll end up being that person begging for a beer

 

I wasn't blessed with money or a perfect face

I've had to learn to go at my own pace

 

Family, School, and Friends

That's the structure of my life that never bends

 

I'll figure it out, I always do

Eventually I'll find the part of me that's true

 

Right now, all I know is one thing's certain

I'm a teenager behind the curtain

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