Mask
You think I am that stupid
You think I am that naive
Do you really think, I can't see your true face that you hide
The glare in both your eyes
Even with all the wickedness that lies
I can still see the beauty that you supply
And it's sad that you feel that you have to wear that disguise
For the world to truly accept you
That is truly your own demise
My hope is one day that you display it
Then, will the world be truly surprised
Not all will accept it
But that is finally when you will learn to rise
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