On the outside I look just fine.
I wear a mask that looks alright.
Behind that face that looks so great,
Is a face submissive to it's fate.
Before my eyes I wear a mask.
I won't tell you, 'cause you don't ask.
Here's the thing I won't say:
I live in fear like this every day.
So much emotion of the soul,
The tears of the pain not shown.
Confusion blocking the way to go,
Sadness inside, how could you know?
I wait for moments to shed the mask,
Alone in silence to confront the task.
When it comes off, it hits the ground,
And I'm afraid it's much too loud.
Someone might hear it hit the ground,
And they will run to see the sound.
And I will simply make one more,
That eventually will strike the floor;
And one will hear the sound it makes,
And I will protect me by being fake.
And soon I will create so many masks,
That eventually I am sure to crack.
