The Mask
I have been wearing mask
In everywhere I go
Just have to put it longer
So everyone won't know
But then the mask I wore
Became a part of me
Have no way to remove it
Don't think I want to know
Because the mask I wear
Has put on quite a show
It hides the scars behind it
Though pain just starts to grow
At night when I'm alone
As darkness comforts me
The mask slips by itself
And tears would be set free
And morning once again
The mask know it's its cue
I've been through hell that night
But no one had a clue.
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