I was wise when I was five
I'd figured out my life.
I knew exactly what I'd be:
teacher, doctor, wife.
I knew how many cats I'd have
And what I'd name my horse.
And how I'd wear my hair
The world was like a stage to me
I loved to play the parts!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
I knew my lines by heart.
But when I became a teen
My life stopped making sense.
The lights went out, the curtain fell.
I lost my confidence.
And now I only know one thing
Here behind my curtain:
I'm absolutely sure that
I'm totally uncertain.
It's weired that I am less assured
At 13 than at five.
All I wonder now is,
Will the curtain ever rise?
