Out the curtained window; ‏Thousands of people.Everyone is different everyone is struggling. ‏Just standing here thinking,
‏Do they know I'm suffering..
‏Sometimes I think about what struggles the man walking by have, ‏Is life this hard on everyone?
‏Does the women in that shop near by has a story she is scared to share?
‏Am I creepy or its ok to think what the girl next door goes through every day?
‏This curtained window. ‏Answers my many questions everyone has a curtain... ‏to Hide behind or just to protect.
‏I hide behind the curtain of laughters and dream,but I know its Turning me crazy...
‏Suffocating that's how i feel..
‏Its like i can't even breath, ‏but I'm breathing that's what i hate.. ‏still breathing..
‏I think i'll go Crazy because i Know I'm losing my self.
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