My Masquerade

The real me isn't the confident one, I fear to be hated by everyone, My soul was consumed by desire, A look for love to acquire, I don't want to give myself to fear, I don't want my true nature to appear, What if I am not real, At least my fake one's heart is made of steel, Whenever I am in trouble I will always wear my masquerade, I will not care even if my shine does fade, Whenever I am in trouble I will always wear my masquerade, I will not care even if scars are made. My alter ego isn't introvert, Because of it at least I am not hurt, Under this mask I hold an ugly face, Truths that no one can trace, I wish that my mask could be my own skin, Wearing this I feel that I am committing sin, Still I will not fear lifting this mask again, I guess my life was never meant to be normal again, So whenever I am in trouble I will always wear my masquerade, I will not care even if the plastic faces are on parade, Whenever I am in trouble I will always wear my masquerade, As life goes on my scars will eventually fade.