I live in a world all by myself
I love the things I choose to love
And deny the things I shut my eyes to
I am perfect in my imperfect world
Saying nothing
Wanting nothing more
Along came a stranger
A familiar stranger
Wanting to know more
And she doesn’t know there’s a secret to my well put together character
For as long as I’m saying nothing
Talk to me for too long
And you begin to see my many flaws
But I want to remain the same way
I want to be the same person you always think I am
The person I am as long as my curtains are not unveiled
So don’t talk to me for too long
My vulnerability is gullible.
I bet we all have this other person behind the curtains unveiled.
I guess