My Mask
My face is like a mask
With a smile painted on
For the whole world to see
That I am always happy
But nobody knows what's hidden
Underneath this mask of mine
For what is hidden from everyone
Are the cracks and the lines
Etched on this sad face
Jagged lines representing
Each heartache and sorrow
Look into my eyes
You will see pain
Look at my lips
You will see a quivering frown
Look at my whole face
You will see a tortured soul
Now you have seen my true self
And the mask must go back on
For the world doesn't know
This sad, lost little girl
But only the happy young woman
That's the way it must always be
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