Beneath a Mask

A mask perhaps, a disguise Needs be for every step of the way And without we never can shy Yet left without was never a simple day Just how complicated need we see ourselves to be? The more the merrier perhaps just might Left with nothing might just be everything to see Was it not a lonesome night I see died? The make-up becomes but a tad heavier Glistening whites with fluttering gold Compelled to be burdened a lesson lesser Just how will the hidden heart beat to show? Came was then a shadow to hide Hiding too well into the familiar darkness In the light of truth, of days and nights The sun will remember to shine for the shadowy brightness Have we finally found ourselves as claimed? Within our one big world of masquerade A thin line as drawn to truth and shame As we walk in confidence in our little parade